[Mrs Lyons]
Hello Mrs J
How are you?
Mrs J? Anything wrong?

[Mrs Johnstone]
I had it all worked out
With one more baby we could have managed
But not with two
The welfare have already been on to me

[Mrs Lyons]
Twins?
You're expecting twins?

[Narrator]
How quickly an idea, planted
Can take root and grow into a plan
The thought conceived in this very room
Grew as surely as a seed in a mother's womb

[Mrs Lyons]
Give one to me
Please Mrs Johnstone please

[Mrs Johnstone]
Are you are you that desperate to have a baby?

[Mrs Lyons]
Each day I look out from this window
I see him with his friends I hear him call
I rush down but as I fold my arms around him
He's gone was he ever there at all?
I've dreamed of all the places I would take him
The games we'd play the stories I would tell
The jokes we'd share the clothing I would make him
I reach out
But as I do
He fades away

[Mrs Johnstone]
If my child was raised
In a palace like this one
He wouldn't have to worry where
His next meal was coming from
His clothing would be supplied by
George Henry Lee

[Mrs Lyons]
He'd have all his own toys
And a garden to play in

[Mrs Johnstone]
He could make too much noise
Without the neighbours complaining

[Mrs Lyons]
Silver trays to take meals on

[Mrs Johnstone]
A bike with both wheels on?

[Mrs Lyons]
Yes
And he'd sleep every night
In a bed of his own

[Mrs Johnstone]
He wouldn't get into fights
He'd leave matches alone
And you'd never find him
Effing and Blinding

[Mrs Lyons]
Oh no never

[Mrs Johnstone]
And when he grew up
He could never be told
To stand and queue up
For hours on end at the dole
He'd grow up to be

[Mrs Lyons & Mrs Johnstone]
A credit to me

[Mrs Johnstone]
To you?

[Mrs Lyons]
Yes

[Mrs Johnstone]
I'd still be able to see him every day wouldn't I?

[Mrs Lyons]
Oh yes, of course you would

[Mrs Johnstone]
And and you would look after him wouldn't you?

[Mrs Lyons]
I'd keep him warm in the winter
And cool when it shines
I'd pull out his splinters
Without making him cry
I'd always be there
If his dream became a nightmare
My Child
My Child

[Mrs Lyons & Mrs Johnstone]
My Child

[Mrs Lyons]
Mrs J we must make this a binding agreement

[Narrator]
In the name of Jesus the thing was done
Now there's no going back for anyone
It's too late now for feeling torn
There's a pact been sealed
There's a deal been born

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