Meet me after dark again
And I'll hold you
I am nothing more than to see you there
And maybe tonight we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn
He is there, I can feel him. I think Demeter can too, she seems jumpy today. Demeter, my sister, I know if you find out about us you'll feel like I have betrayed and for that I am sorry. He was once your mate, you left him because you thought there were other toms who were better than him. That was your loss and my gain. He became a recluse until no-one approached him as he became angrier and angrier. He never harmed anyone until you taunted him. You asked him how he felt watching you be happy with some other tom and he snapped. He left you with three scars down the side of your face where he scratched you. For violence against a fellow Jellicle he was exiled and for violence against a fellow Jellicle I have forgiven him. That is why I do not betray you now as I sing my song to him. The others in the Junk yard believe it is just me making up my usual songs but this song has a purpose. It will never be performed at the ball but this song is more important to me than any of them.
If only night could hold you
Where I can see you my love
Then let me never ever wake again
And maybe tonight we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn
We will meet again tonight. I sing this song to tell him that. The Jellicles hear but do not understand. Every night when I return to my den before the dawn I dream of him and every morning I wake crying for the love that I can only have with night's dark cloak to shield us from prying eyes. Every time we meet I ask him to take me away but he claims my life belongs among the Jellicles. Every time he says that I argue with him. My life is him my life belongs with him but he says I must have every opportunity he is denied. Family and friends warmth and companionship. These are empty without him for he completes me.
Somehow I know that we can't
wake again from this dream
It's not real but it's ours
Maybe tonight we'll fly away so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn
Maybe tonight we'll fly so far away
We'll be lost before the dawn
All I have of him are dreams. I meet him every night but nothing seems real. I love him more than life itself but I know that this love can't last. For each of us a sense of desperation consumes us as though we know the end is near as we meet tonight. I ask him again to take me away. I see his resolve weakening and I hope.
My hope is rewarded. We run. Through back alleys and down side streets until I can run no more. When I stop he carries me. At last we reach a small den. His home. My home. Our home.