No One Will Ever Know

(A duet, female sections in italics)

Dog. (Dog). Running through the field, secrets to be revealed.

Startled crows, souls now bones beneath those stones.

Abandoned house, the shadow of a weeping willow.

And a tear (A tear), the windmills are beautiful this time of year.

What has happened here?

No one will ever know, no one will ever know, no one will ever know.

 

Door. (Door). Hangs on broken hinges, dog running through the door, sniffing at the floor.

Brittle yellowed newspaper, empty promises, there’s never always later.

Broken glass, like cracked ice, empty windows staring like a skull.

See the sky, see the sky, the breeze lifts the curtains like a sigh.

 

Kitchen. (Kitchen). Cracked plaster, copper pipes ripped from the wall,

late-night vandals will sell them all.

Shattered china, a broken clock, lunatic year, time stands still here.

Knives are gone from the kitchen drawer, missing from the pile,

a dark stain (Oh no), looks like dried blood on the tile.

What has happened here?

No one will ever know, no one will ever know, no one will ever know.

 

Cigarettes. (Cigarettes). He slouched in that chair, smoking cigarettes.

Antimacassar mold and rusted springs, sparrows dart among broken things.

Empty whiskey bottle at his feet, defeat.

Baby, it’s less trouble when it’s discreet.

Staircase to the bedroom, thumping graveyard boots, floorboards groan in dismay,

bedclothes in disarray.

What has happened here?

No one will ever know, no one will ever know, no one will ever know.

 

Violins. (Violence). No, no, violins, she played her violins in this room (This room).

Strings to forget the sting, sparrows in the rafters taking wing.

Mother turns away and blinks. She wipes her eyes and blinks.

The dog runs out the door, this old house can’t take any more.

 

Ghosts. (Ghosts). A symphony of fear, no one stays here (Music),

The room where she stares into the distance, song of no resistance (Music).

The wallpaper whispers as she makes beautiful music.

The wallpaper screams as she makes beautiful music.

 

That’s her singing…

Yes, she’s singing…

What has happened here?

No one will ever know, no one will ever know, no one will ever know.

What has happened here?

No one will ever know, no one will ever know, no one will ever know.