LILY
oh, cover your crystal eyes
and let your colors bleed and blend with mine
and let your colors bleed and blend with mine
While children may not be her forte, after a grateful smile to Remi for the heat (does she still look too thin?), Lily briefly turns her attention to the squirming toddler and offers her the mic part of the magical thing for tactile inspection. At least until it starts to get slobbery - at which case, Lily gently takes it back, wipes it off with a sweater, and turns to finish tuning her lap harp.
When the meager audience is assembled (and she tries not to let it show that’s just a tad disappointed), Lily begins. “I thought I’d start with a couple of songs from home and then debut one I promised a long time ago, one that is too late in coming, but can perhaps be appreciated by… well, most everyone here.” And so, picking up the harp, she places it between her knees and begins to strum the intro. Softly, eerily, reverently almost, Lily starts to sing.
“In the bleak midwinter,
Frosty wind made moan.
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone.
Snow had fallen, snow
Snow on snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter
Long, long ago.”
Lost in the notes and the melody, Lily sings through a couple of verses of In the Bleak Midwinter, before drawing the makeshift lullaby to a close. With the briefest pause for a sip of tea and to put down the harp, she reaches for the music machine, then launches into something a little more… light, but no less quiet, given the circumstances.
“Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay roundabout
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gathering winter fuel.”
And so on and so forth, until that song, too, is finished.
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In the bleak midwinter sounds like this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i9FnlYdZl4M
Good King Wencelas sounds like this: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jgFHsJhwug8
