Why don't we pick one script and read it Where the milk has dried on the throne Open wide Sing gracefully beside Rolling rivers of diamond light Dash and heave Each ache to the sky Why don't we choose one to believe in Where shadows die Also alone Coincide Colliding points of view Perfect mountains of diamond light Dash and heave Each ache to the sky Are you scared Are you frightened Terrified of being alone Are you scared Are you frightened Terrified of being alone