Prologue

Prologue

MADAME GIRY: 

Phantasma, city of wonders. Mr. Y presents marvelous astonishments, human prodigies. The Oolala Girl, five performances daily. Christine Daaé, the soprano of the century. Gone, all gone.
FLECK:

Yes, there's nothing left, nothing but ghosts, but I knew you'd come back, Madame Giry
MADAME GIRY:

You, you're still here
FLECK: 

Of course we're still here, the freaks, the monsters, the bizarre. Where else could we exist but here? And after the tragedy, after the master disappeared with the child, after the fire that consumed everything
MADAME GIRY:

His dream. Our dream
FLECK:

Remember how it was? Remember?
Coney Isle
Glistening and glimmering
Rising bright
Drenched with light
See it smile
Beckoning and shimmering
All agleam
Like a dream
FLECK & MADAME GIRY:

Every fantasy set free
Sudden rising by the sea
MADAME GIRY:

Coney isle
Miracle of miracles
Light and sound
All around
Mile by mile
Loud and lewd and lyrical
Thrill on thrill
Never still
All America was there
Beggar next to billionaire
In they came
Chasing sensation and romance
Eyes aflame
Desperate for pleasures yet unknown
Night and day
Pouring in by the hundreds of thousands
Swept away
As their every desire was made real 

The Coney Island Waltz (orchestra)

That's the Place That You Ruined, You Fool! 

That's the place that you ruined, you fool

What do you mean?

That's the world you destroyed with your greed

It wasn't my fault, I couldn't have known

FLECK:

Don't you remember what happened back then?

When we, even we dared to walk among men?