This is the moment.
This is the day.
Lucy sat in class. It was odd, being back after spending a year away. She was reminded, again, of her brief but disastrous start in New York. 'But that was for the wrong reason,' she told herself. 'For a guy. Not for me.' That thought forced her to refocus her attention on the speaker.
When I send all my doubts and demons On their way.
The drama class continued to cover Comedy of Errors. Lucy wished Sophie was sitting next to her. Sophie would understand all the dirty Elizabethan humor. Lucy didn't. It was lonely, being alone. Obvious statement, sure, but it had never really been driven home to her before.
Every endeavor I have made, ever Is coming into play Is here and now, today.
Lucy'd had friends, lots of them. And if none of them had stayed around very long, well, there'd always been boys. Maybe that was why she envied Sophie Steve-drifting from half-serious relationship to pseudo-serious relationship hadn't worked. Lucy's first real friend in years had been Sophie. But now the Atlantic separated them, so Lucy was alone.
This is the moment This is the time.
And yet being alone wasn't as bad as she'd always believed it to be. She was finally beginning to understand who Lucy was, and she was learning that she liked herself. She'd been frightened of being on her own, but all she found was contentment
When the momentum and the moment are in rhyme Give me this moment This precious chance.
At Crawford, Lucy'd been taking a class to help her find herself, but as she left her true class she realized she didn't need it. Somewhere, between school and work she'd reclaimed all that she'd mourned in that dead, dark night. Well, maybe not all, but far more than she'd dared hope.
I'll gather up my past And make some sense at last
Lucy slipped into the bathroom and stared at her reflection. She stuck her tongue out, mentally directing it to Annie. 'I am doing it,' she thought. 'So there.' Her hair had by now returned to it's natural color, and just brushed her shoulders. She wore a t-shirt declaring "I have issues," jeans, and tennis shoes. Her small gold cross hung around her neck.
This is the moment when all I've done All of the dreaming, scheming, and screaming become one.
Her faith was the one point still consistent between Lucy Camden and Lucy Melaya. Eric had a hard time living out Christ's example (some of those things about unconditional love) but that didn't change what she felt was the truth of it. So Lucy still went to church, for all the memories of her family dredged up.
This is the day, see it sparkle and shine When all I've lived for becomes mine.
Her stomach grumbled, and Lucy left contemplation for lunch.
For all these years I've faced the world alone.
"Can I sit here?" Lucy looked up. "It's Lucy, right?"
"Yes, it's Lucy, Lucy Melaya. And sure you can sit here."
"I'm Robert Bask. We're in the same drama class, and then when I noticed you at church, I thought I'd introduce myself."
"Well, hi," Lucy was surprised to find she didn't really want a boyfriend, thought it was nice to have someone to talk to. "What do you think of Comedy of Errors?"
"It's really funny. It requires a little more suspension of disbelief than most Shakespeare plays, but I like it anyway," he paused a minute, then continued, "What do you have issues with?"
"Huh?"
"Your shirt."
"Oh. Is life, the universe, and everything an acceptable answer?"
"You read Douglas Addams?" he asked, delighted.
"42," Lucy replied, smiling.
And now the time has come to prove them I've made it on my own.
Soon she learned to recognize, by something in their walk, or their stance, or their voice, or their eyes, those who she could talk to and who would understand. She delighted in that, for Annie had always had some control over who her friends were. It had been easier to pass boyfriends by her than friends. Annie would never have accepted a guy friend like Robert.
This is the moment My final test.
The library she worked in now was better than the Glen Oak Public Library. From the vantage point of a year, Lucy wasn't surprised. And to think she'd once thought Glen Oak and Buffalo constituted the entire world. Lucy laughed. He naïveté of then was a lot easier to deal with now than it had been. Perhaps because he liked who she was now, and she knew that everything she had gone through had made her who she was.
Destiny beckon I never reckoned second-best.
Somehow, for all that she had never worked so hard in her life, going back was never that attractive. Going back would be tantamount to giving up. And giving up would prove Annie and the rest of them right. And that she was never going to do.
I won't look down I must not fall.
All the same, she was homesick. Not for the mother who had slapped her and the father who was silent, but for the Camdens who lived only in her memory, and maybe had only existed there to being with.
This is the moment The sweetest moment of them all.
Yet that a memory-family couldn't have produced Simon whose outward rebellion had saved most of his spirit and who continued to nurture the twins. So once upon a time the other people had been loving and protective, if a little too much so.
This is the moment Damn all the odds.
That family had expected her to succeed, Lucy remembered. Demanded it of her, no less. 'So I'm holding true to the way we used to be, not betraying them. If anything, it is Annie who betrayed us. The world didn't destroy us, we were taken by an enemy from within.'
This day or never, I sit forever with the gods.
She repeated the statement she told Sgt. Michaels time and again, believing it for the first time. 'I committed no crime! I committed no crime!'
When I look back I will always recall.
"No one ever promised life would be easy. They only promised you would have a chance." Sophie's mother had told her that before she left. At the time, she had considered that a curse. Now, tempered by hard work, success, and friends she was able to see the statement and the chance as a blessing.
Moment-for-moment This was the moment The greatest moment of them all!
It is fire that kills the phoenix. Lucy had known fire. The phoenix results in ashes and dust, like an over-tested soul. But it is precisely the fire and the ashes that allow the phoenix to rise again. It is sometimes so with souls as well, that a death in ashes is only the prelude to a glorious birth from fire.
Pretend that the song lyrics interspersed are in italics, kay? Oh, yes, and my apologies to Leslie Bricusse for using "This is the Moment" is association with 7th Heaven.
Lucy sat in class. It was odd, being back after spending a year away. She was reminded, again, of her brief but disastrous start in New York. 'But that was for the wrong reason,' she told herself. 'For a guy. Not for me.' That thought forced her to refocus her attention on the speaker.
When I send all my doubts and demons On their way.
The drama class continued to cover Comedy of Errors. Lucy wished Sophie was sitting next to her. Sophie would understand all the dirty Elizabethan humor. Lucy didn't. It was lonely, being alone. Obvious statement, sure, but it had never really been driven home to her before.
Every endeavor I have made, ever Is coming into play Is here and now, today.
Lucy'd had friends, lots of them. And if none of them had stayed around very long, well, there'd always been boys. Maybe that was why she envied Sophie Steve-drifting from half-serious relationship to pseudo-serious relationship hadn't worked. Lucy's first real friend in years had been Sophie. But now the Atlantic separated them, so Lucy was alone.
This is the moment This is the time.
And yet being alone wasn't as bad as she'd always believed it to be. She was finally beginning to understand who Lucy was, and she was learning that she liked herself. She'd been frightened of being on her own, but all she found was contentment
When the momentum and the moment are in rhyme Give me this moment This precious chance.
At Crawford, Lucy'd been taking a class to help her find herself, but as she left her true class she realized she didn't need it. Somewhere, between school and work she'd reclaimed all that she'd mourned in that dead, dark night. Well, maybe not all, but far more than she'd dared hope.
I'll gather up my past And make some sense at last
Lucy slipped into the bathroom and stared at her reflection. She stuck her tongue out, mentally directing it to Annie. 'I am doing it,' she thought. 'So there.' Her hair had by now returned to it's natural color, and just brushed her shoulders. She wore a t-shirt declaring "I have issues," jeans, and tennis shoes. Her small gold cross hung around her neck.
This is the moment when all I've done All of the dreaming, scheming, and screaming become one.
Her faith was the one point still consistent between Lucy Camden and Lucy Melaya. Eric had a hard time living out Christ's example (some of those things about unconditional love) but that didn't change what she felt was the truth of it. So Lucy still went to church, for all the memories of her family dredged up.
This is the day, see it sparkle and shine When all I've lived for becomes mine.
Her stomach grumbled, and Lucy left contemplation for lunch.
For all these years I've faced the world alone.
"Can I sit here?" Lucy looked up. "It's Lucy, right?"
"Yes, it's Lucy, Lucy Melaya. And sure you can sit here."
"I'm Robert Bask. We're in the same drama class, and then when I noticed you at church, I thought I'd introduce myself."
"Well, hi," Lucy was surprised to find she didn't really want a boyfriend, thought it was nice to have someone to talk to. "What do you think of Comedy of Errors?"
"It's really funny. It requires a little more suspension of disbelief than most Shakespeare plays, but I like it anyway," he paused a minute, then continued, "What do you have issues with?"
"Huh?"
"Your shirt."
"Oh. Is life, the universe, and everything an acceptable answer?"
"You read Douglas Addams?" he asked, delighted.
"42," Lucy replied, smiling.
And now the time has come to prove them I've made it on my own.
Soon she learned to recognize, by something in their walk, or their stance, or their voice, or their eyes, those who she could talk to and who would understand. She delighted in that, for Annie had always had some control over who her friends were. It had been easier to pass boyfriends by her than friends. Annie would never have accepted a guy friend like Robert.
This is the moment My final test.
The library she worked in now was better than the Glen Oak Public Library. From the vantage point of a year, Lucy wasn't surprised. And to think she'd once thought Glen Oak and Buffalo constituted the entire world. Lucy laughed. He naïveté of then was a lot easier to deal with now than it had been. Perhaps because he liked who she was now, and she knew that everything she had gone through had made her who she was.
Destiny beckon I never reckoned second-best.
Somehow, for all that she had never worked so hard in her life, going back was never that attractive. Going back would be tantamount to giving up. And giving up would prove Annie and the rest of them right. And that she was never going to do.
I won't look down I must not fall.
All the same, she was homesick. Not for the mother who had slapped her and the father who was silent, but for the Camdens who lived only in her memory, and maybe had only existed there to being with.
This is the moment The sweetest moment of them all.
Yet that a memory-family couldn't have produced Simon whose outward rebellion had saved most of his spirit and who continued to nurture the twins. So once upon a time the other people had been loving and protective, if a little too much so.
This is the moment Damn all the odds.
That family had expected her to succeed, Lucy remembered. Demanded it of her, no less. 'So I'm holding true to the way we used to be, not betraying them. If anything, it is Annie who betrayed us. The world didn't destroy us, we were taken by an enemy from within.'
This day or never, I sit forever with the gods.
She repeated the statement she told Sgt. Michaels time and again, believing it for the first time. 'I committed no crime! I committed no crime!'
When I look back I will always recall.
"No one ever promised life would be easy. They only promised you would have a chance." Sophie's mother had told her that before she left. At the time, she had considered that a curse. Now, tempered by hard work, success, and friends she was able to see the statement and the chance as a blessing.
Moment-for-moment This was the moment The greatest moment of them all!
It is fire that kills the phoenix. Lucy had known fire. The phoenix results in ashes and dust, like an over-tested soul. But it is precisely the fire and the ashes that allow the phoenix to rise again. It is sometimes so with souls as well, that a death in ashes is only the prelude to a glorious birth from fire.
Pretend that the song lyrics interspersed are in italics, kay? Oh, yes, and my apologies to Leslie Bricusse for using "This is the Moment" is association with 7th Heaven.