Blind Mag:
Shilo? Is your name, Shilo?
Can I talk to you?
Can you come down, please?
So we can speak

I saw you at the show
I thought I'd seen a ghost
Your resemblance is striking

You have your mothers eyes, her hair
I was told you died with her
All these years have come and gone
How do I put this?
I'm your (I'm your)
Godmom

Shilo:
State your business

BM:
Business?

Shilo:
What do you want?
BM:
I want (I want) to finally meet you
Something real to cling to. Leave you
With the hope that you will go to
All you're meant to, All I failed to!

In you is a world of promise
We have both been kept in bondage
But you can learn from all my failures

Shilo:
I'm not supposed to talk to strangers

BM:
Or let them through the gate?

Shilo:
That either

Shilo:
A big risk!

BM:
A big fence!

Shilo:
A mistake!
BM:
A new friend!

Blind Mag/ Marni?:
Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!
Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!

Shilo:
How'd you do that?

BM: Do what?

Shilo:
That! That eye thing

Bm:
These eyes can do more than see

Shilo:
I know, I mean, I've seen you sing

BM:
Where?
Shilo:
Through my window. I can see the world from there. Name the stars and constellations. Count the cars and watch the seasons

BM:
I wish we could've watched together

Shilo:
I can't have guests!

BM:
Never?

Shilo:
Ever! If Dad found out that I'd been let out, or that you'd been let in

BM:
I should go then, before I do promise me you won't

Shilo:
Better that you don'tBM:
Don't forget a
Sheltered rose needs
A little room to bloom
Outside her bedroomShilo:
Just forget me
Best if I
Resume my life
Inside my bedroomBM/ Marni?:
Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!
Chase the morning!
Yield for nothing!

BM:
Let your life be your dream
Integrity, honesty, its too late for me
Don't look back till your free to chase the morning

Yield for nothing
Chase the morning
Yield for nothing
Yield for nothing!