The Angel of Music

The Angel of Music
MEG:
Where in the world
have you been hiding?
Really, you were
perfect!
I only wish
I knew your secret!
Who is your great
tutor!

CHRISTINE:
Father once spoke
of an angel ...
I used to dream he'd
appear ...
Now as I sing
I can sense him ...
And I know
he's here ...
Here in this room
he calls me softly ...
somewhere inside ...
hiding...
Somehow I know
he's always with me ...
he - the unseen
genius ...
MEG:
Christine, you must have
been dreaming ...
stories like this can't
come true ...
Christine, you're talking
in riddles ...
and it's not
like you ...
CHRISTINE:
Angel of Music!
Guide
and guardian!
Grant to me your
glory!
MEG:
Who is this angel?
This ...
BOTH:
Angel of Music!
Hide
no longer!
Secret and strange
angel ...
CHRISTINE:
He's with me
even now
MEG:
...Your hands are cold ...

CHRISTINE:
All around me ...
MEG:
Your face, Christine,
it's white ...
CHRISTINE:
It frightens me
MEG:
Don't be frightened