Dad: Come on and sing this song
Jasper: I’m really not so sure.
Dad: Come on it won’t take long!
Jasper: And this song’s got no alure.

Dad: Come on give it a shot
Jasper: Eh, I’d rather not 
Dad: Really, this is great!
Jasper: No, really, it can wait.

Dad: Sure I know it’s fast
Jasper: How longs this gonna last?
Dad: Just put a good foot forwards 
Jasper: *spoken* Wait, you do realize that I don’t have any feet, right? 

Dad: Come on, just once, for me?
Jasper: *exasperated* Okay, we’ll see.

(together)
Jasper/Dad: It’s been… ten minutes/It’s been… two days
Jasper/Dad: Since I came alive/ Since I came alive
Japser/Dad: I can’t wait to see the strange /And since then so much has changed.
Jasper/Dad: Things I haven’t gotten to / Things I never thought I’d see
Jasper/Dad: Cause I just don’t know  / … I will tell you
Jasper/Dad: Where I might end up / where we’re going to.
Jasper/Dad: And now as it all might end / And now as it all might end


Jasper(cutting in): You know, you’d all make decent friends
Dad: See?
Jasper: And this singing thing’s not bad
Dad:Yup
Jasper: Anything to get 
Jasper/dad: me through these next few moments / us through these next few moments


Jasper(Solo): Here upon this stage I am met with questions, they’re flooding in my mind with no discretion. 
I am born wearing a mask and I learn what life is – only to be told to risk it all in a moment of crisis.
Who will live and who will die, is it even worth the try. To risk the chance and throw it all away?
And in the face of this holy deliverence, is it my role to be cursed with indifference? 
To risk your life in glory, or to live without a story. What am I supposed to do?! 

Dad(Nervous, trying to recover): Hey… uh, don’t be so morose.
Jasper(Resigned): Please I’m already a ghost. 
Dad: And sure we might all die
Jasper(Incredulously): You say that like it’s fine. 

Dad: Voidsy’s got our back!
Jasper: I’m not sure I can trust.
Dad: cmon, cut them some slack
Jasper: But I suppose it’s them or bust.

Jasper and Dad's tiny Musical

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