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My sisters and I
Have one wish before we die
And it may sound strange
As if our minds are deranged
Please don't ask us why
Beneath the sheltering sky
We have this strange obsession
You have the means in your possession
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
The young man agreed
He would satisfy their need
So they danced for his pleasure
With a joy you could not measure
They would wait for him here
The same place every year
Beneath the sheltering sky
Across the desert he would fly
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
The sky turned to black
Would he ever come back?
They would climb a high dune
They would pray to the moon
But he'd never return
So the sisters would burn
As their eyes searched the land
With their cups full of sand
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
-- Sting "Tea in the Sahara"
Whatever you do, don't panic.
And for all those of you who aren't panicking, a cookie! Because you were good.
Sophie and Val sit on the frozen remains of the old teeter totter in the cold and the dark and the wind. It's not what either of them had expected.
He opens his mouth to start the conversation and finds that he can't, the words frozen in his throat like all the snowflakes he swallowed on the way to her house. She isn't looking at him, doesn't know this, and he's grateful for that. She doesn't know how terrified he is, how terrified he always has been, and how desperate he is for her. It's better that way.
But when she looks up at him again and smiles, even if it's a small and shy smile with all the exhaustion she must be feeling, everything is better again. Everything is always better when she smiles at him, and he's missed that over the last several years. He wants to tell her, but the words haven't thawed yet. He wanted to tell her before he left, but they never gave him that chance. He hated them for that. He was glad when they died.
My sisters and I
Have one wish before we die
And it may sound strange
As if our minds are deranged
Please don't ask us why
Beneath the sheltering sky
We have this strange obsession
You have the means in your possession
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
The young man agreed
He would satisfy their need
So they danced for his pleasure
With a joy you could not measure
They would wait for him here
The same place every year
Beneath the sheltering sky
Across the desert he would fly
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
The sky turned to black
Would he ever come back?
They would climb a high dune
They would pray to the moon
But he'd never return
So the sisters would burn
As their eyes searched the land
With their cups full of sand
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
Tea in the Sahara with you
-- Sting "Tea in the Sahara"
Whatever you do, don't panic.
And for all those of you who aren't panicking, a cookie! Because you were good.
Sophie and Val sit on the frozen remains of the old teeter totter in the cold and the dark and the wind. It's not what either of them had expected.
He opens his mouth to start the conversation and finds that he can't, the words frozen in his throat like all the snowflakes he swallowed on the way to her house. She isn't looking at him, doesn't know this, and he's grateful for that. She doesn't know how terrified he is, how terrified he always has been, and how desperate he is for her. It's better that way.
But when she looks up at him again and smiles, even if it's a small and shy smile with all the exhaustion she must be feeling, everything is better again. Everything is always better when she smiles at him, and he's missed that over the last several years. He wants to tell her, but the words haven't thawed yet. He wanted to tell her before he left, but they never gave him that chance. He hated them for that. He was glad when they died.