Wick
DICKON:
WHEN A THING IS WICK IT HAS A LIFE
ABOUT IT
MAYBE NOT A LIFE LIKE YOU AND ME
BUT SOMEWHERE THERE'S A SINGLE STREAK
OF GREEN INSIDE IT
NOW COME AND LET ME SHOW YOU WHAT I
MEAN
WHEN A THING IS WICK IT HAS A LIGHT
AROUND IT
MAYBE NOT A LIGHT THAT YOU CAN SEE
BUT HIDING DOWN BELOW A SPARK'S ASLEEP
INSIDE IT
WAITING FOR THE RIGHT TIME TO BE SEEN
YOU CLEAR AWAY THE DEAD PARTS
SO THE TENDER BUDS CAN FORM
LOOSEN UP THE EARTH AND
LET THE ROOTS GET WARM
LET THE ROOTS GET WARM
COME A MILD DAY, COME A WARM RAIN
COME A SNOWDROP, A-COMIN' UP
COME A LILY, COME A LILAC
COME TO CALL
CALLIN' ALL OF US TO COME AND SEE
MARY:
WHEN A THING IS WICK
AND SOMEONE CARES ABOUT IT
AND COMES TO WORK EACH DAY
LIKE YOU AND ME
(spoken)
WILL IT GROW?
DICKON: (spoken)
IT WILL.
MARY:
THEN HAVE NO DOUBT ABOUT IT
WE'LL HAVE THE GRANDEST GARDEN EVER
SEEN
(spoken)
OH, DICKON, I WANT IT ALL TO BE WICK!
WOULD YOU COME AND
LOOK AT IT WITH ME?
DICKON: (spoken)
I'LL COME EVERY DAY, RAIN OR SHINE,
IF YOU WANT ME TO. ALL
THAT GARDEN NEEDS IS US TO COME AND
WAKE IT UP.
MARY: (spoken)
BUT DICKON, WHAT IF WE SAVE THE GARDEN
AND THEN UNCLE
ARCHIE TAKES IT BACK, OR COLIN WANTS
IT?
DICKON: (spoken)
AY, WHAT A MIRACLE THAT WOULD BE. GETTIN'
A POOR
CRIPPLED BOY TO SEE HIS MOTHER'S GARDEN.
DICKON AND MARY:
YOU GIVE A LIVING THING
A LITTLE CHANCE TO GROW
THAT'S HOW YOU WILL KNOW
IF SHE IS WICK, SHE'LL GROW
SO GROW TO GREET THE MORNING
LEAVE THE GROUND BELOW
WHEN A THING IS WICK
IT HAS A WILL TO GROW AND GROW
MARY:
COME A MILD DAY, COME A WARM RAIN
COME A SNOWDROP, A-COMIN' UP
COME A LILY, COME A LILAC
COME TO CALL
CALLIN' ALL THE REST TO COME
DICKON AND MARY:
CALLIN' ALL OF US TO COME
CALLIN' ALL THE WORLD TO COME
DICKON:
OH, SOMEWHERE THERE'S A SINGLE STREAK
OF GREEN BELOW
DICKON AND MARY:
AND ALL THROUGH THE DARKEST NIGHT-TIME
IT'S WAITING FOR THE RIGHT TIME
WHEN A THING IS WICK
IT WILL GROW
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