coda (feat. Margo Seibert, Mia Pak & J.D. Mollison)

Lyrics: Dave Malloy Music: Dave Malloy (lights up on susan, sadie, and beckett in the now empty space. susan holds her grandmother’s shawl, sadie the hurdy-gurdy, beckett the pendulum Beckett brings a table to center; susan spreads her shawl over it, and sadie places the hurdy-gurdy on top. beckett places the pendulum gently on the hurdy-gurdy ​sadie turns the crank; the drone fills the space as the trio sings.) BECKETT ​last night ​SADIE ​last night ​SUSAN ​last night BECKETT ​i had this dream ​SADIE ​i had this dream ​SUSAN ​i had this dream BECKETT ​that the three of us were at a café ​SADIE that the three of us were at a café ​SUSAN that the three of us were at a café ALL ​three strangers ​at one table BECKETT ​one reading a book SADIE ​one on their laptop SUSAN ​one just staring at their coffee SADIE ​it was late afternoon ALL ​the sun coming hot through the windows ​it was banal ​and thriving ​and perfect BECKETT ​my left hand was resting on the table SADIE ​right next to my right hand BECKETT ​when i became lost in a thought ​SUSAN ​when i became lost in a thought ​SADIE ​when i became lost in a thought ALL ​staring off into space ​and as we daydreamed ​our pinkies ​brushed one another BECKETT ​we were startled SADIE ​startled by the touch SUSAN ​but we didn’t retreat SADIE ​we let them linger SUSAN & BECKETT ​let them move closer ALL ​slowly lightly playfully ​let them entwine SUSAN ​then the third of us reached out their hands BECKETT & SADIE ​and the other two reached out their other hands ALL ​until we all joined ​interlocking our pinkies ​together SUSAN ​it felt so good to feel BECKETT ​the small rounded warmth of the fingertip SADIE ​​of a stranger ALL ​​though in that moment ​​you didn’t feel like a stranger SADIE ​​you felt like family BECKETT&​SADIE&​SUSAN ​and i heard the echoes ​of all of our mothers ​all of our fathers ​grandmothers grandfathers ​all of our lines stretching back and back and back ALL ​until converging ​in a lazy triangle ​amidst the perfunctory din of a sunlit café ​the three of us smiled as one ​as we looked back at the houses we had come from ​and we looked back at the people we had been ​and then we looked forward ​toward whoever we were each ​about to become