I can't. I can't go on.It goes so
fast. We don't have time to look at one another. I didn't realize. So all
that was going on and we never noticed. Take me back -- up the hill -- to
my grave. But first: Wait! One more look. Good-bye , Good-bye world.
Good-bye, Grover's Corners....Mama and Papa. Good-bye to clocks
ticking....and Mama's sunflowers. And food and coffee. And
new ironed dresses and hot baths....and sleeping and waking up. Oh,
earth,you are too wonderful for anybody to realize you. Do any human
beings ever realize life while they live it--every,every minute?
Stage Manager: No. (pause) The saints and poets, maybe they do some.
I can't. I can't go on. It goes so fast. We don't have time to actually see one another. I didn't realize. So all that was going on and we never noticed. Take me back- up the hill- to my tomb, my apartment. But first: Wait! One last look. Good-bye, Good-bye world. Good-bye to my family....Mummy and Rick, Goat Boy and Petey. Good-bye to computers.....and Carrie's hermit crabs. And Pearl's Diner and Hannibal. And brand new clothes and flip flops.....and falling in love in Starbucks. Oh, life, you are too wonderful for anybody to realize you. Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it- every, every minute?
No, Ricki. The saints and poets, maybe they do some.......
Some days, it would be easier to die than to live in your own grave, buried alive.
Stage Manager: No. (pause) The saints and poets, maybe they do some.
I can't. I can't go on. It goes so fast. We don't have time to actually see one another. I didn't realize. So all that was going on and we never noticed. Take me back- up the hill- to my tomb, my apartment. But first: Wait! One last look. Good-bye, Good-bye world. Good-bye to my family....Mummy and Rick, Goat Boy and Petey. Good-bye to computers.....and Carrie's hermit crabs. And Pearl's Diner and Hannibal. And brand new clothes and flip flops.....and falling in love in Starbucks. Oh, life, you are too wonderful for anybody to realize you. Do any human beings ever realize life while they live it- every, every minute?
No, Ricki. The saints and poets, maybe they do some.......
Some days, it would be easier to die than to live in your own grave, buried alive.
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