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lirik lagu jonathan christenson - the family poe (pt. ii)

henry
always imagine life will get better

edgar
what if it only gets worse?

player 1
thus
having quit the house of jock allan
and finding himself on the street—
edgar wrote to his brother, who said:

henry
stay with me
at least ’til you find your own feet

edgar
henry!

player 6
these words inspired edgar’s dreams of a life
of adventure alongside his brother
travelling far and wide, though the fact
of the matter was something quite other

for in fact henry lived with their aunt muddy clemm
player 1
yet another unfortunate poe—

muddy clemm
welcome!

player 6
in a dank little house, on a dim little street by the name of:

muddy clemm
prosperity row—hmmm…

player 1
muddy’s husband

player 6
who died in the war

player 1
left her penniless
and, without ways or means

muddy clemm
oh dear!

player 1
she got by hemming tall men’s trousers
muddy clemm
and stitching up
fat ones’ split~open seams!

player 6
and although
she had little, her table never had less
than a bowl of hot broth

muddy clemm
and a loaf of fresh bread—

player 6
and for anyone bearing the name of poe

muddy clemm
there were always clean sheets on the bed!

player 6
and this was where
henry was staying, while for his first great
adventure he faithfully saved—and where being
reunited forever with edgar and
rosie he constantly craved

player 1
now henry was ever the optimist—this was a
fact that could not be denied
player 6
but! beneath his sunny exterior
there lurked a darker side

player 1
for, henry shared his mother’s melancholic inclinations—

player 6
a hazard familiar to those with high hopes
and excessively grand expectations!
and, not unlike his father, his dreams
hadn’t got him too terribly far—

player 1
at least, like his father, not so much further
than down to the local bar!

(henry hiccups)

player 1
it was there that henry and edgar discovered
they both shared a love of verse, and that
more surprisingly both shared a predisposition
for subjects macabre and perverse

player 6
for months
the two were inseparable, seeming almost
to possess a single mind:
and even their tales and their poems soon became
inextricably intertwined

edgar
a vacant street where three wild dogs
on a rotting corpse do feast

henry
a widow tries to feed a morsel
to her babe deceased!

edgar and henry
a graveyard where a tombstone trembles
topples to the ground
and from the dark and open tomb
there comes a dreadful sound

edgar, henry, and players 1, 2, 4, 5, and 6
hush! hush! over there
what’s that stirring in the air?

hush! hush! soft and low
hear their voices start to grow

hush! hush! listen well
as their whispered voices swell

hush! hush! hear them sigh
ofthe horror drawing nigh

hush! hush! hear them shriek
ofthe terror they do speak
and the havoc death will wreak
the havoc death will wreak

(henry laughs)

player 6
now, henry circulated in
a literary set—
and this was where edgar and rufus
griswold one day met

rufus griswold
charmed, i’m sure

player 6
for edgar meeting rufus was
a blessing!

rufus griswold
i hear you’re a writer!
if you’d like i’d be happy to take a look…

edgar
you would?

rufus griswold
it would be my pleasure!

player 6
soon things looked rosy, for young rufus griswold
loved edgar’s versification—

rufus griswold
this is good!

player 6
and rufus—

rufus griswold
very good!

player 6
was an editor—

rufus griswold
very good
indeed!

player 6
with a growing reputation

rufus griswold
i mean it!

player 6
within the month rufus had garnered the interest
of a publisher named mister bliss—

rufus griswold
he’s good!

player 6
and poems, by e. a. poe went to print
only shortly after this

rufus griswold
g~nius! hmmm

players 1~6
to revolutionize the world
of human thought takes something small
one must do nothing more than write
a very little book—that’s all

edgar and players 1, 2, and 3
its title should be simple, just
a few short words—clear and plain
“my heart laid bare”—but here’s the catch
the tale must be true to its name

player 6
henry, to celebrate edgar’s achievement
arranged for a little soirée
and he even invited a special guest—

rosalie
raaar!

player 6
to join them on the day!

rosalie
boo!

player 6
and so henry and edgar and wee rosalie
were reunited at last! and many
tears of joy were shed as the three
reminisced about the past

henry, edgar and rosalie
antongil bay!?!

player 6
they spoke of their plans, of how wee rosalie
would live with them in the house of muddy clemm
and of how they would finally live as a family—
together… forever… again

player 1
by the end of the night edgar’s heart was full
of hope as he climbed into bed, but before
his head hit the pillow, his hopes they were dashed
by a sound he’d come to dread

(henry coughs, struggling for breath.)

player 1
and just as he’d once done, he pulled up a chair
sat down, placed his hand on his brother’s frail arm
and watched him—

edgar
henry?

player 1
and tried to believe
that his brother would come to no harm

edgar
please—

player 1
edgar hoped for his brother’s improvement, but
from his bed henry never did stray, just as he
never set foot in nosy baraha
nor strolled along antongil bay

edgar
henry!

player 6
and rosie was sent to a finishing school—where quite
frankly, she didn’t excel—

rosalie
edgar?

player 6
and he never saw her again—

edgar
rosie!

rosalie
edgar, farewell!

edgar
no!
please! don’t leave me! no! please!

player 1
and it’s one more regret in a life full of loss
one more death in a life full of woe
one more reason to return to the grave
edgar allan poe

players 1 and 6
edgar allan poe
edgar allan poe
edgar allan poe

(a raven cries.)

edgar
no! leave me! leave me alooone!!

muddy
eddy?

player
after the death of henry, edgar
turned to his aunt muddy clemm—

edgar
oh, auntie!

player 4
a diamond in the rough, she was
a rare and precious gem!

muddy
oh, my dear!

player 4
she knew that henry’s demise had shaken him
right to his very foundation—

edgar
i’m just so… lost…

player 4
and she feared that his too~tender heart would not
bear the devastation

muddy
edgar, i…

player 6
and so when, like his father and brother before him
he sought a quick cure for his pain—

muddy
eddy! no!

player 6
a cure that she knew all too soon would become
in his life, the ultimate bane—
she spoke up:

muddy
i’ve seen both my husband and brother
succumb to the same affliction
my dear, i just cannot stand to watch you
indulge the same deadly addiction!

player 4
for edgar the bottle offered escape
from a lifetime of gnawing, perpetual pain—
and to it he turned and he turned and he turned
again—and again—and again

still, the escape was brief, and his life became
worse than it had been before
just as the lure of that counterfeit cure
he no longer could simply ignore!

player 3
furthermore, he struggled to make ends meet
and his debt grew as deep as his pain
neither of which were helped by the habit
he now found he had to sustain

for at seventy cents a copy his book
never managed to cover the bills, and jobs
were few and far between for a man
with no particular sk!lls. and so
once again—

edgar
dear sir, if in your heart
any love for your prodigal son ever stirred—
please help me! i beg you! (beat)—though i know it’s been
years since we’ve spoken a word—i fear i shall perish!

player 3
and though edgar repeatedly
wrote to jock allan for aid—
time and again, despite desperate appeals
jock allan remained unswayed

player 3
strange…
as jock allan, ’twas said, had the heart of a saint
was kind to the sick and the poor
stranger still, as ’twas said, he never would turn
a beggar away from his door

but even the heart of a saint isn’t pure
nor free of resentment or pride
and with every donation his growing contempt
made his heart become harder inside

over time, that heart grew ever more envious
hateful and bitter until
it finally became so dreadfully har
that it fell, stone~cold and still

in his will, jock allan named family and friends
leaving something for each to inherit—
but the boy he’d raised for fifteen years
not a passing mention did merit

- lirik lagu jonathan christenson

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