WHO IS THIS CHILD THAT I'VE NEVER SEEN BEFORE WHO IS THIS CHILD THAT I'VE NOT SEEN TILL THIS DAY WHO DARES TO FALL ASLEEP OUTSIDE MY DOOR IF WE SHOULD WAIT AWHILE I'M SURE SHE'LL GO AWAY TO BE INVOLVED WITH THIS WOULD SURELY NOT BE WISE FOR IN THE FINAL WORD SHE MEANS NOTHING TO ME I LEARNED THE TRICK IS THAT WE JUST AVOID HER EYES AND THE QUESTION WHAT SHE MEANS TO ... WHAT IS THIS LIFE THERE WILL BE OTHER LIVES SOON TO ARRIVE SURELY SOME WILL SURVIVE SHE IS BUT ONE AND THERE ARE MANY MORE EACH THE SAME AS ANY OTHER WHO IS THIS CHILD WHAT DOES SHE MEAN TO ME I CLOSE MY EYES AND STILL HER FACE I SEE SHE IS BUT ONE HER KIND IS EVERYWHERE CAN'T YOU SEE THERE'S NO WAY I SHOULD CARE I NEED A MOMENT NOW I HAVE TO CLEAR MY MIND THERE IS A LIMIT LORD JUST TO BEING KIND THERE IS NO WAY IN LIFE THAT EACH CHILD CAN BE SAVED SHOULD I BE LOOKING WITH REGRET AT EVERY GRAVE THERE ARE NO GUARANTEES IN LIFE SHE SHOULD BE WARNED I'M NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS CHILD BEING BORN I'M NOT RESPONSIBLE IN ANY KIND OF WAY FOR EVERY CHILD THAT LIFE CAN GATHER WHAT IS THIS LIFE THERE WILL BE OTHER LIVES SOON TO ARRIVE SURELY SOME WILL SURVIVE SHE IS BUT ONE AND THERE ARE MANY MORE COULD THIS ONE LIFE REALLY MATTER WHO IS THIS CHILD WHAT DOES SHE MEAN TO ME I CLOSE MY EYES AND STILL HER FACE I SEE SHE IS BUT ONE HER KIND IS EVERYWHERE CAN'T YOU SEE THERE'S NO WAY I SHOULD CARE CAN YOU SEE IT IN THE NIGHT CAN YOU FEEL THAT IT'S OUT THERE IT'S THE ARCING OF A LIFE AND IT'S HANGING IN THE AIR THOUGH I TRY TO CLOSE MY EYES AND PRETEND THAT I DON'T KNOW IN MY HEART I JUST CAN'T LET IT GO THERE HAS TO BE ANOTHER WAY FOR ME A WAY THAT LEADS FROM THIS INSANITY A WAY THAT LEADS FROM MY DESTRUCTION IN THIS WAY CAN YOU SEE IT IN THE NIGHT CAN YOU FEEL THAT IT'S OUT THERE IT'S THE ARCING OF A LIFE AND IT'S HANGING IN THE AIR THOUGH I TRY TO CLOSE MY EYES AND PRETEND THAT I DON'T KNOW IN MY HEART I JUST CAN'T LET IT GO [When he asks Fate what is to happen next, she gently tells him that it is time for him to rest, for tonight he will dream a new dream within the gates of paradise. And as the words weave their way into his soul, Beethoven lies down on the couch near his piano and begins a new dream.]