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1. |
A Show Tonight
04:12
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Kate:
A show for the searchers, a show for the lost
A show without answers, a show without cost
A show that will challenge, a show for the strange
A show that can hurt you, where you won't be the same
Marjolein:
Your shtick is odd
Kate:
So is the show
Marjolein:
Do you recommend it?
Kate:
Maybe... no
Marjolein:
You don't even recommend the thing you sell
Kate:
I don't know, it changed my life, but well,
While in the end, I think the change was good
It wasn't pleasant and, I wonder should
I pitch it do even I have the right
To interfere in other peoples’ lives?
It rarely works, and the show’s intense
And usually, it simply leaves a mess
I’m just not sure this kind of thing’s for me
I think perhaps maybe I should just leave
Kate:
Days revolve and days remain
Days that stray it's the season of change
Days are stranger than the strange
Ages wane it's the season of change
Marjolein:
Days revolve and days they remain
Days and days stray it's the season of change
Days are stranger, stranger than strange
Ages they wane it's the season of change
Kate:
I'm Kate
Marjolein:
My name is Marjolein
My life, I think could use a change
I've nothing, and I've even less to lose
I'm all alone I thought that when I moved
Away from my whole small and crappy town
And family, things would maybe turn around
And life is different here, it's different but
I'm all alone, never meet anyone
I'm shy and nervous and I question what
I'm doing and then I go and screw it all up
And being trans was a problem in the crappy town I grew up in
So I don't know how to meet people or socialize
So I hide and I read and I'm nervous and scared and then, well,
I just end up feeling really bad about myself
Cause I suck and I'm useless and I'm lost and I know
Ok chill out Marjolein, take it slow
Don't lose it, just breathe and wait
Don't lose it, it'll be ok
Kate:
Days revolve and days remain
Days that stray it's the season of change
Days are stranger than the strange
Ages wane it's the season of change
Marjolein:
Days revolve and days they remain
Days and days stray it's the season of change
Days are stranger, stranger than strange
Ages they wane it's the season of change
Kate:
You poor thing, I wish that I could help
I could, but only if the show goes well
It could change your entire life
Or it could hurt you, I don't know if I
Should interfere at all or have the right
To roll the dice with you and your sweet life
The only thing of which I'm really sure
Is I don't wanna do this anymore
So take this ticket, only if you want
I'm going to go, it's time that I set off
See some worlds, try some different foods
Go and pet and hug a dog or too
You should keep walking, I'm not kidding but
If you think you're really desperate enough
Go ahead, walk in and try your luck
The caravan will soon set off...
Marjolein:
What an odd conversation
Kate:
We're strange kinds of girls
But I hope that you find all you need in this world
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2. |
Caravan Overture
06:40
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Lloyd: It's a bit late for that. Just use duct tape. Well then use more duct tape. Have you found the missing veil? Ah, good. What's up with fres no.5? It looks ugh. Oh, you're trying it out then! Very well. Ok then cast, are we in places?
Raven: I'm ready for my close up Mr. Allen
Lloyd: Of course you are.
Raven: I still think we should add the raunchy limerick
Lloyd: PG13 Ravey, PG13
Raven: I don't even know what that means
Lloyd: Of course, you don't. All right everyone! Break your appendages! House lights, prepare. Alright, let's razzle dazzle them.
Raven: to to to to to mi mi mi mi mi papapapapapapa
Lights, curtain, maestro!
…
Ah, welcome sweetlings to Outlaw Theatre, this evening we ride on caravan.
We will be inviting two members of our audience to join in our journey a rousing tale of suspense… merriment… drama… With just a sprinkling of pizzazz.
Volunteers? Volunteers? – ahh, madam, I see your hand. And over there, sir, excellent. Please step right this way.
Sets, costumes, overture!
...
When you step through the portal, you will be at the eastern side of the desert, where the Caravan will depart from. I must warn you, for the purposes of your own safety and the delicate art of foreshadowing, do not stray from the caravan's route or you may become hopelessly lost.
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3. |
Journey
08:32
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Kurt:
I'm Kurt
Marjolein:
My name is Marjolein
Kurt:
What’s happening here is kind of weird and strange
Marjolein:
I met this woman in the street outside, who warned me that this show was wild
Kurt:
I think it's just a dream
Marjolein:
I’m not so sure
I think this all just might be something more
Kurt:
I'll watch your back in case this all goes south
Marjolein:
Sometimes you have to go in to get out
…
Marjolein:
The wind blows the sand in a dry, desert land
As the caravan sets on its way
Beneath stars that gleam we ride out in a dream
Puzzled pilgrims both lost in a play
Marjolein & Kurt:
Whispers of djinn robes the blow in the wind
Merchants speak of long lost, foreign sights
Carts wind and they grind, as our line weaves through time
Caravan wanders into the night
You have to go in if you want to get out
(You have to go in if you want to get out)
You have to go in if you want to get out
(You have to go in if you want to get out)
Marjolein:
Stars in their space diamonds shining in lace
Camels speak but I can't understand
We rest in the day, we are lost in the play
As we move through these waves made of sand
Marjolein & Kurt:
The nomads describe lands forgotten by time
We forget that we had other lives
How did we accept that we just move towards death
Caravan wanders into the night
You have to go in if you want to get out
(You have to go in if you want to get out)
You have to go in if you want to get out
(You have to go in if you want to get out)
…
Marjolein:
Rags wrapped in loose linen a procession of children
Moving, crossing desert moons
Weaving through skylines, chanting surreal rhymes
Swinging marionettes of bone
Her doll looks round and gazes down
Then smiles turns to me and says
Doll:
Do you believe in destination?
Does the desert really end?
Marjolein:
Paint me a scene in pastel white
Sing me a dream to ease the night
…
Marjolein & Kurt:
You have to go in if you want to get out
(You have to go in if you want to get out)
x14
Choir:
Fires in the nighttime as wheels within wheels within wheels unwind
Drums grind on sand scrawling lines
Living in downtime the creases between the lines
x5
Marjolein:
The pathway of sand winds up into the skyline
Until we walk twixt stars and moon
Dancing bewildered, this file of children
Swinging marionettes of bone
Rags wrapped in loose linen a procession of children
Moving, crossing desert moons
Weaving through skylines, chanting surreal rhymes
Swinging marionettes of bone
Rags wrapped in loose linen a procession of children
Moving, crossing desert moons
Weaving through skylines, chanting surreal rhymes
Swinging marionettes of bone
Paint me a scene in pastel white
Sing me a dream to ease the night
Craft me a cloud where I can fly
Let me believe in better times
Kurt:
She holds her doll its red eyes full
And laughs with eyes of mirth and woe
Dancing files of tattered childs
Swinging marionettes of bone
Fires in the nighttime as wheels within wheels unwind
Drums grind on sand scrawling lines
Living in downtime the creases between the lines
Flames scrawl on shadows once blind
Fires in the nighttime as wheels within wheels unwind
Drums grind on sand scrawling lines
Living in downtime the creases between the lines
Flames scrawl on shadows once blind
Fires in the nighttime as wheels within wheels unwind
Drums grind on sand scrawling lines
Living in downtime the creases between the lines
Flames scrawl on shadows once blind
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4. |
Timepiece
11:05
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Lloyd: They’re doing very well this time
Raven: Especially the girl. She’s got potential. I have a good feeling about her
Lloyd: It’s always the female.
Raven: I’m telling you the show is biased
Lloyd: Likely so. The show is problematic. Unless… females are just generally more likely to flower.
Raven: Did you really just say tha...
Lloyd: Do NOT ever tell Jill I said that. Why I'd never hear the end of it. She’d gloat me to death.
Raven: Time to up the weirdness level a few notches.
…
Choir:
If you're on a journey and the timepiece breaks down
Look out for what’s stopping, the moon will go out
The cat scratched his whiskers "stay off of the ground”
The stars might fall on it if the timepiece breaks down
Marjolein:
Ooo, time is a child's game
Reality knows just change
Development and decay and wheels connecting wheels
Choir & Marjolein:
A wheel and a wheel time unwinds
(A wheel and a wheel time unwinds)
A wheel and a wheel time unwinds
(A wheel and a wheel time unwinds)
A wheel and a wheel time unwinds
Choir:
If you're on a journey and the timepiece breaks down
The stillness will stifle. If you're used to racing round
“Wear clean undergarments,” Mother said with a frown
But the cat said, "at least your fire will never burn down”
Marjolein:
Ooo, time is a child's game
Reality knows just change
Development and decay and wheels connecting wheels
Choir & Marjolein:
A wheel and a wheel time unwinds
(A wheel and a wheel time unwinds)
A wheel and a wheel time unwinds
(A wheel and a wheel time unwinds)
A wheel and a wheel time unwinds
Choir:
If you can't fix the timepiece and the world's shutting down
Form lots of circles around all yourselves
Run fiercely enough you'll ignite time and sound
If you're on a journey and the timepiece breaks down
Marjolein:
Ooo, time is a child's game
The world’s a web of change
Development and decay and wheels connecting wheels
Choir & Marjolein:
A wheel and a wheel time unwinds
(A wheel and a wheel time unwinds)
A wheel and a wheel time unwinds
(A wheel and a wheel time unwinds)
A wheel and a wheel time unwinds
…
Kurt: Marjolein, are you doing ok?
Marjolein: Y… yeah I it it’s a little too trippy. I… but but how are you? Are you ok?
Kurt: Yeah, I kinda like it, but I’m glad you’re here. This would be too weird if I was alone.
Marjolein: Yeah, we we got each other's backs right?
Kurt: Yeah, we’ll make it to the other side. I promise.
…
Choir:
Oh, take me to your passage rights
Let my soul spark and ignite
Poised on pools that flow within
Take my breath and let’s dive in
Oh, take me to your passage rights
Let my soul spark and ignite
Poised on pools that flow within
Take my breath and let’s dive in
…
Kurt:
This is surreal, this is like we’re on a drug, you seem a bit unsteady
Marjolein:
This might be a little much.
Kurt:
I think it's just a ride, I stay a bit detached
Keep it from affecting me… are you sure you’re not too bad
Marjolein:
I’m cool, it's good, I'm fine it’s just I'm starting to
Have a little bit of trouble with reality and I feel like maybe I might not be able to deal and then
I think maybe the problem is just me because I get really anxious and honest to god I'm kind of just a total wreck
Ok chill out, Marjolein, take it slow
Don't lose it, just breathe and wait
Don't lose it, it'll be okay
Kurt: Hold on to my hand. We’ll keep each other grounded, ok?
Marjolein: Ok
…
Choir:
Oh, take me to your passage rights
Let my soul spark and ignite
Poised on pools that flow within
Take my breath and let’s dive in
…
Raven: The boy’s not engaging deeply enough
Lloyd: The female is. She’ll break in the Mirage no problem
Raven: She will. But but if she doesn't flower, we’re just being cruel
Lloyd: It’s the nature of the show. This is as gentle as we can get
Raven: Is it? It hardly ever works, and none of the boys even get close.
Lloyd: Yes, you’re right. We do need to rethink this.
Raven: The boy’s not gonna sing Forgotten Songs
Lloyd: The male’s out of the running. The female is doing well though.
Kurt: Look, do see over there? There’s lights. There’s something over there.
Marjolein: Yeah, we have to go
Kurt: But didn't the emcee say not to stray?
Marjolein: Yes, but … it it’s part of the… this is like a test. We have to go there in order to pass it.
Kurt: What makes you say that?
Marjolein: I don't know, but I can… I can feel it. Can’t you?
Kurt: Um…. Sure? Ok, let's go.
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5. |
Mirage
08:44
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Choir:
Here is a palace standing proud atop the sand
Maybe we’re real or maybe you’re just going mad
You cannot tell so now become one of the lost
Welcome to your very own mirage
We have such wonders we are sure to blow your brains
Some really love it but a few might go insane
It will be worth it so become one of the lost
Welcome to your very own mirage
…
Kurt:
Corridors and endless halls and things that move inside the walls
And memories of foreign lands that once were home from which you ran
Figures dart beyond your eye you once had lived upon a time
And everything is always real except for you the time you steal
Marjolein:
And spinning round I'm floating on
Down through hallways and beyond
Ah, all your mind a woven montage
And circling round the floor beneath
Fractal ballrooms at my feet
Ah, dancing in a woven mirage
…
Kurt: Hey
Alex: Hey
Kurt: Who are you?
Alex: My name’s Alex, bro. I live here
Kurt: This place is wild
Alex: Yeah, you know you can stay. You don't ever have to leave
Kurt: Um… I don't know that’s kind of creepy, man
Alex: It’s all good, my dude. Explore the depths all you want
Kurt: I gotta take care of my friend
Alex: I had a friend once… I wonder what happened to her
Kurt:
Things you lost inside your mind that once were real upon a time
Memories from lives long past, things that spells at one time cast
What had once might just have been, paths you never thought to spin
Corridors that twist and wind in dreams you lost inside your mind
Marjolein:
And spinning round I'm floating on
Down through hallways and beyond
Ah, all your mind a woven montage
And circling round the floor beneath
Fractal ballrooms at my feet
Ah, dancing in a woven mirage
…
Raven:
Alright, here we go…
The vortex in the center dear, the people round it dance
They slip into the vortex and their flesh turns back to sand
The vortex in the center dear, the people dance around
Just rest for a moment dear, lay your spirit down
Lay Down
Marjolein:
Huh, What?
Wait...hold on, I… I can’t think
Wha... wait? I... what?
What the hell is going on?
I need a moment, this formless crevice
If I could just recall who I am or was
It’d be so easy, oh god I want to
Just close my eyes and let my spirit go
I need a moment, I know that I was someone
If only I could get my grip and my fingernails don't crack and break
I don't think I want to drown, I'm flailing splashing losing ground
Just give me silence, I won’t go I won’t lay down
Ahhhh ah ahhh ahhhhhahhahhhhhhh
Raven: Yes! Yes! Break free! Yes!
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6. |
Disappearance
01:15
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Kurt: Marjolein!
Marjolein: Kurt! Oh my god
Kurt: Oh, thank god I found you. Listen, this mirage is disappearing. We gotta get out of here. We gotta go now.
Marjolein: I don’t even know where we are. I don’t even know…
Kurt: You see that door over there? Just run to it.
Marjolein: Okay.
Kurt: Just run. I’ll be right behind you.
Marjolein: Okay.
(Mirage disappears)
Kurt? Kurt? Kurt?
Raven: She did it! We did it! Ahhh!!!
Lloyd: Don’t jinx it, we’re not there yet! She still has to sing the song. Please sing the soliloquy…
Raven and Lloyd: Please sing it… please
Lloyd: Alright, queue the music…
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7. |
Soliloquy
05:35
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Marjolein:
Standing alone in desert sand beneath empty sky
It seems to me there's some great metaphor here that's whizzing right by
But spare me please the irony
Oh my humors run dry
Still, I guess I’ll keep wandering on
Stumbling along, passing the time
Nows the time when some old guy
Who meditates day and night
Should appear atop a sand dune
And give me some great advice
Oh, but wouldn't you know I'm all alone
With nothing here but time
I'm lost in a desert, the metaphor for my life
I guess that I’ll try
To find the caravan through this mountain of sand
I suppose that the goal
Is to finish the trek and return where I left
But back to what do I really want
To return to the life I knew
Still, I guess I’ll keep wandering on
There doesn't seem to be much else to do
Anytime the clouds decide
To part and shine down a light
My schedule’s not full, I wouldn't refuse
A flash of divine insight
Oh, but wouldn't you know I’m all alone
with nothing here but time
So I'm lost in a desert, the metaphor for my life
…
The sand beneath crumbling, scraping, and stumbling
No this wasn't what I wished
I wanted to be free, I wanted a story
There’s got to be much more than this
Paint me a scene in pastel white
Sing me a dream to ease the night
I wanted to know things, I wanted eyes open
No, I wanted fairy tales
I wanted to be free, not stare at nothing
But still, I will not break and flail
Paint me a scene in pastel white
Sing me a dream to ease the night
…
Still, I’ll admit at least the sky is magnificent
And the patterns of sand
Sparkle and weave so radiant
Maybe I’ll just wander and while away the ongoing time
Till I get a desire or even a hint
Or maybe a plan or sign
Oh but here I am, just me and the sand
Wasting away the time
I'm lost in a desert
The metaphor for my life
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8. |
Underture
01:06
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Raven: She's coming through now... Oh my god, I'm crying… I'm so happy.... okay… okay okay here she is… here she is! Ahh!!
Yes! Yes!! Congratulations! What a show! What a magnificent job!
Marjolein: Kurt! Where’s Kurt?
Raven: Don’t worry, we go in after the show to get him. Just take your bow.
Lloyd: We need to talk. There's a lot you need to know
Marjolein: I don't understand anything that's happening
Lloyd: Don’t worry, we'll explain everything. Just enjoy your moment…
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Cama’s attempt to commune with higher beings failed; she only found Decadent Dottie. Together they roamed, indulging in dangerous forms of psycho-neural self-exploration which Cama hoped would present the key to her people’s further evolution. It only led to her destroying her people so that one of their pets could evolve. She sat in her former civilization's rubble and listened to Paul Shapera. ... more
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