Being out of the theatre studies/performative arts circle has left my knowledge of musicals woefully dry - but we can't know everything, which is why I decided to let go of this part of my life behind as time went by. But occasionally, random emails from long-ago friends send reminders of how things were like before - and then I remember why I fell in love with musicals in the first place. Thanks JonL, for reminding me.
Every day as you do what you do every day, You see the same faces who fill the café; And if some of those faces have new things to say - Nothing is really different
And the sheep dot the hill where the olive tree sways, And the world spins around with the greens and the greys; And you never take time out to think of the ways Everything might be different
And then one day, suddenly, something can happen - It may be quite simple, it may be quite small - But all of a sudden your stew tastes different; And you hear the gulls cry in a different key; And you see with new eyes, And the faces you see Are people you don’t know at all…
And the someone who touches your hair every day Touches you now in a different way, And you may want to run or you may want to stay - Forever…
And since life is the cry of the gull, And the taste of your stew, And the way that you feel when he touches you - Now your whole life is different; Now your whole life is new.”
“Chanson” (from the musical “The Baker’s Wife”) Music & lyrics by Stephen Schwartz
Stuff I'd Like
Borobudor Pyramids, Egypt
Boro Boro Cambodia (Ankor Wat)
Bali Great Ocean Road
Maldives to DIVE!
Great Barrier Reef to DIVE!
See a penguin in the wild
Christ the Redeemer statue in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil