[Julie Christmas:]
Did this... fall
On shadows... out
Ashes coming... a silence
A history...
[Mouth of the Architect:]
You could see it on their faces,
Smell it on their lips:
A generation of ghosts lost at way
...left within me
...about it
[Julie Christmas:]
Like falling ...
I'm wasting around...
A history of ghosts...
I will see what the answer... me?