[A child in the middle of this mess. A child. It is absolutely deplorable, in Raoul's opinion, to throw a child (though she may be 17) into the middle of this. And when she sings...well, it's beautiful and small and a bit haunting in its words. If this was outside, then what was inside to her? He wants to ask...]
What would you do...outside If this, to you, is outside And not inside, which is inside to me
Inside of what I cannot say But outside, where night and day Can be seen is outside to me
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What would you do...outside
If this, to you, is outside
And not inside, which is inside to me
Inside of what I cannot say
But outside, where night and day
Can be seen is outside to me