| Act one, scene one
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| The Nursery
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| It’s the Darling House. |
| And look, see? |
| Preparing the beds is Nana,
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| the family dog, because the Darlings couldn’t afford a real nanny.
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| But it didn’t matter, because they were happy and didn’t care
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| Oh, Peter
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| I won’t go to bed! |
| I won’t! |
| I won’t!
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| That’s what I say!
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| Nana, it isn’t six o’clock yet!
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| Alright, I’m going to bed, I’m going to bed
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| And then, the most amazing boy flies in through the window!
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| Goodness, a boy who flies!
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| Why are you crying?
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| I wasn’t crying. |
| But I can’t get my shadow to stick on
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| It has come off! |
| How awful! |
| You’ve been trying to stick it on with soap!
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| Well then?
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| It must be sewn on
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| And so Wendy sews on Peter’s shadow…
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| …and Peter is so happy he dances with it around the room!
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| Wendy, one girl is worth more than twenty boys
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| I shall give you a kiss, Peter, If you like
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| Thank you
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| Don’t you know what a kiss is?
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| I shall know one when you give it to me
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| And so not to hurt his feelings, Wendy gives Peter a thimble for his finger
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| Now shall I give you a kiss?
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| If you please
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| And in return, Peter gives Wendy an acorn
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| Thank you, Peter. |
| I shall wear it on a chain around my neck
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| That’s not a kiss, even I know that!
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| That’s the point! |
| It’s clever!
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| And then, this is my favorite bit. |
| Peter shows Wendy how to fly!
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| We can sail away tonight
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| On a sea of pure moonlight
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| We can navigate the stars
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| To bring us back home
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| In a place so far away
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| We are young
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| That’s how we’ll stay
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| And with your hand in my hand
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| We will find ourselves
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| In Never Neverland
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| Ahhhh!
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| Pirates!
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| That’s Captain James-Hook. |
| He’s the most dastardly rouge that ever lived
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| Oh. |
| I love this guy! |
| He’s such a
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| Good for nothing scoundrel!
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| Peter flung my arm to a crocodile! |
| And he liked it so much, he’s followed me
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| ever since, from land to land and sea to sea, licking his lips for the rest of
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| me. |
| Oy, It’s the crocodile!
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| Indians! |
| Like the characters we invented in the park!
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| While we were make-believing
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| Mr. Barrie was writing all the while
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| Yes, a lot of this seems rather familiar…
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| Yes look, there are pirates
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| And indians!
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| And fairies!
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| Even a crocodile!
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| I hope I’m not the crocodile!
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| I hear the mermaids
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| Such a beautiful sound
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| Ahh
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| Just a little faith and
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| Both your feet leave the ground
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| We can sail away tonight
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| On a sea of pure moonlight
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| We can navigate the stars
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| To bring us back home
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| In a place so far away
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| We’ll be young
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| That’s how we’ll stay
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| Every wish is a command
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| In this special place
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| Here in Neverland
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| Oh no, Tinker Bell!
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| What is she saying, Peter?
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| She drank his medicine because it was poisoned
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| She drank it to save his life!
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| Is… is Tink dying?
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| Look. |
| Her light is growing faint. |
| If it goes out, that means she’s dead
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| She says she thinks she can get well again, if children believe in fairies
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| And do you? |
| Do you believe in fairies?
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| If you believe, clap your hands!
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| I believe! |
| Come along, children!
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| Everyone! |
| Clap louder!
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| That is Neverland
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| Picture a land
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| That you never have seen
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| Where life is eternal and evergreen
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| A future of happiness all in your hands
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| All in this place of your dreams
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| Here inside Neverland
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| Shooting stars
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| New shapes and sizes
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| Wakenings and new surprises
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| Opening my eyes to something happening
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| Neverland
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| Universe of constant spinning
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| Every end and new beginning
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| I begin to feel that something’s happening to me
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah
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| Ah, ah, ah, ah
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| You just close your eyes
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| And count to ten
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| Breathe in twice
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| And open them
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| You know where to go
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| You have been there before
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| In your heart…
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| And by closing my eyes
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| I’ll be finding Neverland |