[Maya is quiet for a moment. Maybe she could believe that, believe that the Wizard had rescued this woman. Maybe she could believe there was some good to be found in the Wizard. But Mumble was a good man, and Elisabeth the victim of circumstance, and they had both been condemned to death by this game.
What she wants to say is that the Wizard can go to hell, that Hester can do better but...
Instead --]
Let that lonely feeling wash away Maybe there's a reason to believe you'll be okay 'Cause when you don't feel strong enough to stand You can reach, reach out your hand
[Maya trails her fingers down Hester's forearm, and then threads their fingers together. She doesn't know Hester. She doesn't know her background. And because of all that, she knows she has no place to say that this apparent support system of hers was wrong. Especially not after the day she's had. But--]
Even without him, you are not alone. Even without him, you can be found.
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What she wants to say is that the Wizard can go to hell, that Hester can do better but...
Instead --]
Let that lonely feeling wash away
Maybe there's a reason to believe you'll be okay
'Cause when you don't feel strong enough to stand
You can reach, reach out your hand
[Maya trails her fingers down Hester's forearm, and then threads their fingers together. She doesn't know Hester. She doesn't know her background. And because of all that, she knows she has no place to say that this apparent support system of hers was wrong. Especially not after the day she's had. But--]
Even without him, you are not alone. Even without him, you can be found.