Backstage in the Operahouse

[Pan]

*she se that they haveing there one conversation that she doen't wont to interrupes so she stars sing to her self RELLY softly*
I don't know if You can hear me or if You're even there.
I don't know if You will listen to a humble prayer.
They tell me I am just an outcast, I shouldn't speak to You.
Still I see Your face and wonder, were You once an outcast too?

God help the outcasts, hungry from birth.
Show them the mercy they don't find on earth.
The lost and forgotten, they look to You still.
God help the outcasts or nobody will.

I ask for nothing, I can get by.
But I know so many less lucky than I.
God help the outcasts, the poor and downtrod
I thought we all were the children of God.

I don't know if there's a reason why some are blessed.
Why the few You seem to favor
They fear us, flee us, try not to see us.

God help the outcasts, the tattered, the torn
Seeking an answer to why they were born.
Winds of misfortune have blown them about.
You made the outcasts, don't cast them out.
The poor and unlucky, the weak and the odd,
I thought we all were the children of God.

[PIE]

ok, no one is responding to me... *poofs Erik copy away*

[Pan]

*not even paying atention*

[Phantom]

"It's an incredible ability Mlle Pie, you must have a lot of fun with it, no?"

[PIE]

hehe... yes i do...

[Pan]

*falls over*...ho god i fell like a zobie

[PIE]

*raises hands* see? *pan starts floating*

[Pan]

WHA!! hey i can defy gravitny on my own!!

[Phantom]

He blinks and cocks his head in confusion.

[PIE]

*puts Pan down and raises hands again* hehe... *Erik starts floating*

[Pan]

well you stop me from being a zobie

[PIE]

*turns hand and Erik does a somersault*

[PIE]

hehe

[Pan]

O.O

[PIE]

hope you arent afraid of heights, Erik!