PATRON FAIRY OF BAD DECISIONS [Cathedral Live Session]

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PATRON FAIRY OF BAD DECISIONS
[Cathedral Live Session]

[Approx. 5:00–5:30]

[INTRO — CATHEDRAL ROOM TONE]

[Huge empty cathedral ambience]

[soft audience murmuring]

[heels approaching across stone]

[footsteps echo several times]

[mic stand gently moves]

[Lula, quietly]
Can you hear me?

[distant voice]
Yeah.

[Lula gives a tiny nervous laugh]

Okay…

From the beginning.

[deep inhale]

[one lonely piano note]

[long natural echo]

[ACT I — THE PRAYER]

[slow, slightly imperfect piano]

[delicate acoustic guitar enters]

[Lula sings softly, almost speaking]

I came here dressed in ribbons,
With confessions in my hands.
Every promise that I shattered,
Every beautifully bad plan.

I know better.
I do.

[small breath]

That’s never stopped me before.

I keep halos in my closet,
Keep temptation by the door.
Every time I swear I’m finished,
I come crawling back for more.

[CELLO ENTERS]

So light another candle.
Let it flicker.
Let it burn.

If bad decisions are a lesson,
Why’s it one I’ll never learn?

[PRE-CHORUS — VOICE OPENS]

I’ve been good.
I’ve been sweet.
I’ve been careful with my feet.

But there’s something almost holy
’Bout the trouble underneath.

[CHORUS — STILL RESTRAINED]

So pray for me,
Pray for me,
I’m doing something stupid beautifully.

Put flowers where my halo ought to be,
And save a little mercy just for me.

I’m your patron fairy,
Patron fairy,
Of every choice we knew we shouldn’t make.

If heaven keeps a record of mistakes…

[whisper]

They’re gonna need another page.

[PIANO ECHO]

[small audience laugh]

[Lula laughs under her breath]

Sorry.

[acoustic guitar continues]

[VERSE II — WARMER, MORE CONFIDENT]

I’ve kissed disasters on the forehead,
Called catastrophes my friends.
I’ve walked willingly through fire
Just to see how the story ends.

Maybe wisdom’s overrated.
Maybe caution makes me itch.
Maybe every pretty angel
Needs permission to be—

[Lula stops herself]

Mm.

[audience chuckles]

You know.

[CELLO SLIDES UP]

I’ve worn guilt like Sunday clothing.
I’ve begged goodness to behave.
But the girl inside the mirror
Still keeps dancing toward the flame.

[PRE-CHORUS — STRONGER]

I’ve been good!
I’ve been sweet!
Still got chaos underneath!

And if loving every danger
Makes a sinner out of me—

[beat]

Then let me sing.

[CHORUS — FULL VOICE]

PRAY FOR ME!
PRAY FOR ME!

I’m doing something stupid beautifully!

Put flowers where my halo ought to be!
Save a little mercy just for me!

I’m your PATRON FAIRY!
PATRON FAIRY!

Of every choice we knew we shouldn’t make!

If heaven keeps a record of mistakes—

They’re gonna need another—

[holds note]

PAAAAAAAAAGE!

[voice echoes through cathedral]

[brief silence]

[scattered cheers]

[ACT II — THE CONFESSION BREAKS OPEN]

[piano becomes heavier]

[acoustic guitar starts aggressively strumming]

[viola joins cello]

[Lula, breathless]

But what if I don’t wanna be forgiven?

[PIANO HIT]

What if I liked it?

[PIANO HIT]

What if every wrong turn
Led me somewhere
I needed
To
GO?!

[small chamber choir enters from far away]

Ahhhhh—

[Lula belts]

I HAVE BEEN QUIET!
I HAVE BEEN KIND!
I HAVE BEEN LOSING MY GODDAMN MIND!

[acoustic guitar pounding]

Trying to polish every broken little piece
Until somebody calls it DIVINE!

[CHOIR]
Divine…
Divine…

[Lula]
NO!

Don’t make me holy!

Don’t make me clean!

I want the glitter AND the ugly!
I want everything between!

Let me stumble!
Let me choose!
Let me have something to lose!

If I’m gonna make mistakes—

THEN LET THEM BE MINE TO MAKE!

[INSTRUMENTS DROP OUT]

[only Lula breathing]

[whisper]

Mine.

[echo]

Mine…

[FINAL BUILD]

[quiet piano returns]

[Lula sings tenderly]

So if you find me in the morning
With my wings all out of place,
Don’t straighten them.

Don’t fix me.

Just leave a little room for grace.

Maybe I will learn tomorrow.
Maybe I’ll repeat tonight.

Maybe being good was never
About getting everything right.

[CELLO SWELLS]

And if there’s anybody listening
Who keeps choosing the wrong door…

[voice begins cracking]

You’re not alone inside the hallway.

I’ve been there before.

[CHOIR RETURNS]

[FINAL CHORUS — CATHEDRAL ERUPTION]

[Lula belts]

SO PRAY FOR ME!

[choir]
Pray for me!

[Lula]
PRAY FOR ME!

I’m doing something stupid BEAUTIFULLY!

[rapid pounding piano]

[frantic acoustic strumming]

Put flowers where my halo ought to be!

SAVE A LITTLE MERCY—

FOR—

MEEEEEEEE!

[huge sustained scream/belt]

[cathedral reverb blooms]

[CHOIR]
Patron fairy…
Patron fairy…

[Lula, increasingly feral]

BAD IDEAS!
BAD TIMING!
BAD LOVE!
BAD LYING!

WRONG DOOR!
WRONG NIGHT!
WRONG TURN!

STILL MINE!

[CHOIR SWELLS]

[Lula screams]

I’M THE PATRON FAIRY
OF BAD DECISIOOOOOOOONS!

[all instruments slam final chord]

[SILENCE]

[her scream continues echoing naturally]

…decisions…

[tense silence]

[Lula breathing heavily into microphone]

[very quietly]

…fuck.

[one person in audience laughs]

[Lula starts laughing]

[audience erupts into applause and cheers]

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PATRON FAIRY OF BAD DECISIONS [Cathedral Live Session] [Approx. 5:00–5:30] [INTRO — CATHEDRAL ROOM TONE] [Huge empty cathedral ambience] [soft audience murmuring] [heels approaching across stone] [footsteps echo several times] [mic stand gently moves] [Lula, quietly] Can you hear me? [distant voice] Yeah. [Lula gives a tiny nervous laugh] Okay… From the beginning. [deep inhale] [one lonely piano note] [long natural echo] [ACT I — THE PRAYER] [slow, slightly imperfect piano] [delicate acoustic guitar enters] [Lula sings softly, almost speaking] I came here dressed in ribbons, With confessions in my hands. Every promise that I shattered, Every beautifully bad plan. I know better. I do. [small breath] That’s never stopped me before. I keep halos in my closet, Keep temptation by the door. Every time I swear I’m finished, I come crawling back for more. [CELLO ENTERS] So light another candle. Let it flicker. Let it burn. If bad decisions are a lesson, Why’s it one I’ll never learn? [PRE-CHORUS — VOICE OPENS] I’ve been good. I’ve been sweet. I’ve been careful with my feet. But there’s something almost holy ’Bout the trouble underneath. [CHORUS — STILL RESTRAINED] So pray for me, Pray for me, I’m doing something stupid beautifully. Put flowers where my halo ought to be, And save a little mercy just for me. I’m your patron fairy, Patron fairy, Of every choice we knew we shouldn’t make. If heaven keeps a record of mistakes… [whisper] They’re gonna need another page. [PIANO ECHO] [small audience laugh] [Lula laughs under her breath] Sorry. [acoustic guitar continues] [VERSE II — WARMER, MORE CONFIDENT] I’ve kissed disasters on the forehead, Called catastrophes my friends. I’ve walked willingly through fire Just to see how the story ends. Maybe wisdom’s overrated. Maybe caution makes me itch. Maybe every pretty angel Needs permission to be— [Lula stops herself] Mm. [audience chuckles] You know. [CELLO SLIDES UP] I’ve worn guilt like Sunday clothing. I’ve begged goodness to behave. But the girl inside the mirror Still keeps dancing toward the flame. [PRE-CHORUS — STRONGER] I’ve been good! I’ve been sweet! Still got chaos underneath! And if loving every danger Makes a sinner out of me— [beat] Then let me sing. [CHORUS — FULL VOICE] PRAY FOR ME! PRAY FOR ME! I’m doing something stupid beautifully! Put flowers where my halo ought to be! Save a little mercy just for me! I’m your PATRON FAIRY! PATRON FAIRY! Of every choice we knew we shouldn’t make! If heaven keeps a record of mistakes— They’re gonna need another— [holds note] PAAAAAAAAAGE! [voice echoes through cathedral] [brief silence] [scattered cheers] [ACT II — THE CONFESSION BREAKS OPEN] [piano becomes heavier] [acoustic guitar starts aggressively strumming] [viola joins cello] [Lula, breathless] But what if I don’t wanna be forgiven? [PIANO HIT] What if I liked it? [PIANO HIT] What if every wrong turn Led me somewhere I needed To GO?! [small chamber choir enters from far away] Ahhhhh— [Lula belts] I HAVE BEEN QUIET! I HAVE BEEN KIND! I HAVE BEEN LOSING MY GODDAMN MIND! [acoustic guitar pounding] Trying to polish every broken little piece Until somebody calls it DIVINE! [CHOIR] Divine… Divine… [Lula] NO! Don’t make me holy! Don’t make me clean! I want the glitter AND the ugly! I want everything between! Let me stumble! Let me choose! Let me have something to lose! If I’m gonna make mistakes— THEN LET THEM BE MINE TO MAKE! [INSTRUMENTS DROP OUT] [only Lula breathing] [whisper] Mine. [echo] Mine… [FINAL BUILD] [quiet piano returns] [Lula sings tenderly] So if you find me in the morning With my wings all out of place, Don’t straighten them. Don’t fix me. Just leave a little room for grace. Maybe I will learn tomorrow. Maybe I’ll repeat tonight. Maybe being good was never About getting everything right. [CELLO SWELLS] And if there’s anybody listening Who keeps choosing the wrong door… [voice begins cracking] You’re not alone inside the hallway. I’ve been there before. [CHOIR RETURNS] [FINAL CHORUS — CATHEDRAL ERUPTION] [Lula belts] SO PRAY FOR ME! [choir] Pray for me! [Lula] PRAY FOR ME! I’m doing something stupid BEAUTIFULLY! [rapid pounding piano] [frantic acoustic strumming] Put flowers where my halo ought to be! SAVE A LITTLE MERCY— FOR— MEEEEEEEE! [huge sustained scream/belt] [cathedral reverb blooms] [CHOIR] Patron fairy… Patron fairy… [Lula, increasingly feral] BAD IDEAS! BAD TIMING! BAD LOVE! BAD LYING! WRONG DOOR! WRONG NIGHT! WRONG TURN! STILL MINE! [CHOIR SWELLS] [Lula screams] I’M THE PATRON FAIRY OF BAD DECISIOOOOOOOONS! [all instruments slam final chord] [SILENCE] [her scream continues echoing naturally] …decisions… …decisions… …decisions… [tense silence] [Lula breathing heavily into microphone] [very quietly] …fuck. [one person in audience laughs] [Lula starts laughing] [audience erupts into applause and cheers]

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