Lucy Simon & Marsha Norman - Finale lyrics

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Lucy Simon & Marsha Norman - Finale lyrics

(Spoken) COLIN: Mary, what is it? MARTHA: Mary, come quickly MARY: Wait 'till you see it COLIN: Mary, what is it? MARY: It's spring COLIN: But where did it come from? MARTHA: From all your hard work, where do you think? COLIN: Mary, look at the roses MARY: There are fountains of them COLIN: Mary, Mary, quite contrary How does your garden grow? MARY: Colin! That's not fair NEVILLE: Archie, why didn't you cable us you were coming? ARCHIBALD: I didn't know myself, Neville What on earth is all that noise? COLIN: Oh, no, you don't! I'm lots faster than you are MARY: Colin Craven, not so fast NEVILLE: Mary Lennox COLIN: Father? ARCHIBALD: Oh, Colin COLIN: Look at me, Father! I'm well ARCHIBALD: Oh, Colin, my fine, brave boy Can you ever forgive me? COLIN: It was the garden that did it, Father And Mary, and Dickon, and Martha Some kind of charm, it came right out of the ground ARCHIBALD: Yes? Oh, Colin. Colin, look at you COLIN: It was Ben that kept the garden alive, Father, until... BEN: I knew it was against your orders sir, but I... COLIN: And it was Dickon, who taught us how... ARCHIBALD: Yes, I can just imagine Dickon, if there is ever anything we can do... MARTHA: Sir, what is to become of our Mary? ALBERT: (Sings) Clusters of crocus ARCHIBALD: Why, Mary, I'd nearly forgotten you in all this MARY: It's hard to remember everybody, sir ARCHIBALD: No, it isn't. Three isn't very many people at all I should be able to remember three people quite easily MARY: Would I be one of them? ARCHIBALD: Mary Lennox, for as long as you will have us, we are yours Colin and I, and this is your home, and this, my lovely child Is your garden DREAMERS: (Sing, fading) Come to my garden, nestled in the hill There I'll keep you safe beside me Come to my garden. Rest there in my arms There I'll see you safely grown ALBERT and LILY: And on your way Stay here in the garden As days grow long and mild LILY: Come to my garden Come, sweet child