Hermes:
With Persephone gone, the cold came on

Orpheus:
It's too soon

Hermes:
The cold came-

Orpheus:
It's too soon!
It's not supposed to be like this

Eurydice:
Well, til someone brings the world back into tune
This is how it is

Hermes:
Cold came on and the wind came up

Orpheus:
It wasn't always like this though

Hermes:
Wind came up and the clouds blew in

Orpheus:
I think I know what's wrong

Hermes:
Clouds blew in and the pressure dropped

Orpheus:
Eurydice, I think I know

Eurydice:
Know what?

Orpheus:
How to finish the song

Fates:
Wind comes up, oooh

Eurydice:
We need food

Fates:
Wind comes up, oooh

Eurydice:
We need firewood

Hermes:
Orpheus and Eurydice

Eurydice:
I've never seen the sky like this

Hermes:
Poor boy working on a song

Eurydice:
Did you hear me, Orpheus?

Hermes:
Young girl looking for something to eat
Under a gathering storm