Bataclan, Paris, France

Forever

Scream
[?] you
Stand there wittering, stand there
[?] you, nothing but the silhouette
But you, too in a [?]
And no one
And [?] through you

Yes, scream
Scream of this realm
[?] where you get recipes
Talk about home
Got the same color ribbon as me

We don’t [?]
We don’t even know
[?] know you [?]
Just like the one that went before
There’s another one went before
There’s another one went before
There’s another one went before
There’s another one just like me
She wears the same color dress as

(Segues in to A Forest)