Itinerary

A GRAVEYARD
(A mausoleum with hanging moss. In the centre a
pyramid of skulls in front of a cross.)
CHRISTINE
You were once my one companion . . .
you were all that mattered . . .
You were once a friend and father -
then my world was shattered . . .

Wishing you were somehow here again . . .
wishing you were somehow near . . .
Sometimes it seemed if I just dreamed,
somehow you would be here . . .

Wishing I could hear your voice again . . .
knowing that I never would . . .
Dreaming of you won't help me to do
all that you dreamed I could . . .

Passing bells and sculpted angels,
cold and monumental,
seem, for you, the wrong companions -
you were warm and gentle . . .

Too many years fighting back tears . . .
Why can't the past just die . . .?

Wishing you were somehow here again . . .
knowing we must say goodbye . . .
Try to forgive . . .
teach me to live . . .
give me the strength to try . . .

No more memories, no more silent tears . . .
No more gazing across the wasted years . . .
Help me say goodbye

Phantom:
Wandering child,
So lost, so helpless
Yearning for my guidance
Christine:
Angel or father?
Friend or phantom?
Who is it there, staring?
Phantom:
Have you forgotten your Angel?
Christine:
Angel, oh, speak
What endless longings
Echo in this whisper!
Phantom:
Too long you've wandered in winter
Far from my fathering gaze...
Christine:
Wildly my mind beats against you...
Phantom:
You resist....
Phantom/Christine:
Yet your/the soul obeys...
Phantom/Christine:
Angel of Music,
You/I denied me/you!
Turning from true beauty!
Angel of Music!
Do not shun me/My protecter!
Come to your/me strange Angel...
Phantom:
I am your Angel of Music...
Come to me; Angel of Music....