Prelude lyrics

by

Caissie Levy



[GABE, spoken]
What are you doing up? It's three-thirty. 

[DIANA]
It’s the seventh night this week I’ve sat until morning

[GABE, spoken]
Oh, great. Here we go. 

[DIANA]
Imagining the ways you might have died

[GABE, spoken]
Yeah, and tonight's winner is?

[DIANA]
In a freak September ice storm with no warning

[GABE, spoken]
'Cause that happens. 

[DIANA]
There’s a gang war, there’s a bird flu, trains collide

[GABE, spoken]
What'd we say about watching the news?
[DIANA]
Now you act all sweet and surly
But you’d swore you’d come home early
And you lied

[GABE, spoken]
You gotta let go, Mom. I'm almost eighteen. 

[DIANA, spoken]
Are you snorting coke?

[GABE, spoken]
Not at the moment. 

[DAN, spoken]
Who's up at this hour?

[DIANA, spoken]
Your father. Go. Up the back way. 

[GABE, spoken]
Why does he hate me?

[DIANA, spoken]
'Cause you're a little twat. 
[GABE, spoken]
You can't call me a twat!

[DAN, spoken]
Everything okay? I heard voices. 

[DIANA, spoken]
Just me, talking to myself, y'know? Now you head on upstairs. I'll be up for sex in a minute. 

[DAN, spoken]
You'll....are you sure everything's okay?

[DIANA, spoken]
Mhm. Go. 
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