Come Back Home (1)

Verse I
Mundua azken hatsan erori,
izarrek isiltasunean itzali,
arima bat geratu zen bakarrik,
bere bidea idazten ilunetik.

Verse II
Ez tinta, ez paper, ez argi,
malkoek sortu zuten hari,
hitz bakoitzak iraganaren oihartzun, lerro bakoitzak jainkoen azken arnasa, sakon.

Chorus
Munduaren amaieratik kantua doa, izarrak esna daitezen, oihartzuna noa.
Entzuten badu norbaitek oraindik, gutun honek argia ekar dezake berriz.

Verse III
Gogoratu zuen sua, dantza, maitasuna, denboraren besarkadan galdutako bizia,
esku hutsez ehundu zuen unibertsoa, minak bihurtu zuen doinu sakratua.

Bridge
Gutuna piztu zen eguzki berri,
lerroek hegan egin zuten, isiltasuna galdu zen, hitz bakoitzetik izar berriak sortu ziren, eta edertasunak isiltasuna makurtu zuen.

Chorus (variation)
Munduaren amaieratik jaiotza dator, edertasuna loratzen da zeruaren azpian zor.
Isiltasuna hautsi, denbora piztu,
azken gutuna da orain argi biztu.

Coda
Bigarren arnasa ekarri zuen egunsentia, heriotzak sakontasun santua utzi zuen bizia, eta orain izarretan entzuten den soinua,
gutuna da betiko lotura, betiko oihua.

Story
The Last Letter
From the abyss of time, when the last star went out and the oceans evaporated in sighs, a solitary being wrote a letter. Not with ink, but with light. Not on paper, but on the very fabric of the universe.
He was the last inhabitant of a world that had forgotten its name. The gods slept, the myths had faded, and music had not vibrated in the air for centuries. All that remained was silence… and him.
The letter began like this:
With each word, he wove memories: the song of birds, the warmth of an embrace, the fire of a revolution, the mystery of a glance. Each sentence was a seed, each paragraph an invocation.
When the letter was complete, he cast it into the void. Not as a desperate message, but as an incantation. Because he knew that language has power. That stories can awaken what slumbers.
And then, it happened.
From the heart of the void, the letter began to burn with its own light. The words became constellations. The verses, rivers. The metaphors, new creatures. The universe, which had died, began to beat again.
From the end, the beginning was born.
A new era began, woven with the threads of that letter. The beings born in that world knew neither war nor fear. They only knew that everything that exists… had been summoned by someone who believed, even in their last breath, that beauty deserved another chance.

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Sonic Universe II

Azken Gutuna II

[Intro - Hopeful orchestral swell, morning light]
[Verse 1 - Kody waking, shaken, genuine]
I saw them all last night
The children that I raised
The wives who stood beside me
Through all my selfish ways
The chains... the spreadsheets... Christine's eyes
The truth I couldn't fake
Maybe I've been wrong this whole time
Maybe... I'm awake
[Pre-chorus - Building hope]
I could call them, I could change
I could be the man I swore
I could humble myself finally
And not keep score anymore
[Chorus - Almost triumphant]
Almost... I can almost see it
A future where I'm whole
Almost... I can almost feel it
The healing of my soul
I'll call Janelle this morning
I'll apologize to Meri
I'll tell Christine I'm sorry
I'll stop being so contrary
Almost... this could be my moment
The redemption I deserve
Almost... I could be the father
With the love they all deserve
[Verse 2 - Reaching for phone, hesitating]
My hand is on the phone now
Janelle's number on the screen
One button and I'm different
One button and I'm clean
But what would I even say?
"Sorry for the wasted years"?
Would they even take my call?
Would they even want my tears?
[Pre-chorus - Doubt creeping]
And anyway, who's really wrong here?
I gave them everything I had
The sacrifices I made to love them
Maybe THEY should feel bad
[Chorus - Hope deflating]
Almost... but now I'm thinking
Maybe I was right before
Almost... but my mind is sinking
Back to keeping score
Janelle with her spreadsheets
Acting like she's so smart
Christine selling pies now
Like she didn't break my heart
Almost... but the feeling's fading
It's easier to stay the same
Almost... but who am I kidding?
They're the ones to blame
[Bridge - Robyn appears, saccharine]
ROBYN: [Spoken, sweet]
Kody? Honey? Are you okay?
You were talking in your sleep...
Come back to bed. I made your coffee.
The world outside can keep.
KODY: [Spoken]
I had the strangest dream, Robyn...
I thought... I thought maybe I should...
ROBYN: [Sung, music box melody underneath]
Shhhh... don't think so hard, my love
You do so much already
The others never saw your worth
But I am always ready
They left YOU, remember?
You didn't leave them
Come sit in your garage awhile
And let me bring your coffee in
[Verse 3 - Kody retreating, convincing himself]
She's right... she's always right
The others made their choice
I offered them my leadership
They rejected my voice
The knife is in my kidneys still
They put it there, not me
I was the victim all along
Why can't the world see?
[Pre-chorus - Full denial restored]
Meri and her catfish drama
Janelle and her precious "space"
Christine running off to Utah
Couldn't keep up with the pace
I gave them Coyote Pass!
I gave them everything!
The sacrifices I made to love them!
I was their patriarch king!
[Chorus - Tragic reprise of opening song]
The knife in my kidneys!
It's not my fault, it's theirs
The knife in my kidneys!
Nobody really cares
Almost had a breakthrough
Almost saw the light
Almost changed this morning
But I was right... I was right...
[Outro - Garage scene, deflated, defiant]
[Sound of garage door opening]
There's my weights I never lift
There's my tools I never use
There's my empty kingdom waiting
Nothing left to lose
[Robyn's music box theme plays distantly]
The angels watch from inside
Their painted smiles never fade
Robyn brings my coffee
And I've got it made
[Spoken, bitter]
God bless us, everyone?
No.
God bless ME.
I'm the one who suffered.
[Final sung line - Quiet, hollow]
Almost... I was almost different...
Almost... I was almost free...
Almost... but it's so much easier...
To just stay... being... me.
[Garage door closes]
[Music box winds down]
[Silence]

Enchantment Passing Through (Broadway Cast Recording)

Adam Pascal