Now every door is closed to me.
Another jail. Another key. Another chain.
For when I come to any town
They check my papers
And they find the mark of Cain
In their eyes I see their fear
'We do not want you here'
Now I know how freedom feels
The jailer is always at your heels
It's the law!
This peice of paper in my hand
That makes me cursed through the land
It's the law!
Like a cur
I walk the street,
The dirt beneath their feet
Some fanart of Jean Valjean as a dog. The writing above is from Overture.
If there's another way to go,
I missed it twenty long years ago
My life was a war that could never be won
When they gave me a number and murdered Valjean
When they chained me and left me for dead
Just for stealing a mouthful of bread!
From What have I done
I am reaching, but I fall
And the might is closing in
As I stare into the void
To the whirlpool of my sin
I'll escape now from the world
The world of Jean Valjean
Jean Valjean is nothing now
Another story must go on!
Again from What have I done
I am reaching, but I fall
And the stars are black and cold
As I stare into the void
Of a world that cannot hold
I'll escape now from the world
From the world of Jean Valjean
There is nowhere I can turn
There is no way to go on.....
From Javert's Suicide Compare This to the writing above it and then read the next bit.
I am the law and the law is not mocked
I'll spit his pity right back in his face
There is nothing on Earth that we share
It is either Jean or Javert!
Also from Javert's Suicide
Anyone else like Le Mis?
