Transcript of a short performance by Lauren Bateman (title: "How Could I Not See"). The content is a first-person lyrical monologue reflecting on disillusionment in a relationship, repeated refrains about surprise and failing to foresee the partner's departure, and imagery of falling to the ground and storms/hurricanes.
Maybe I was naive.
To believe.
That this reality.
Should be more like that fantasy.
So in you what I wanted to.
Nothing more.
So it took me by surprise for me to stop fighting for.
How could I not see this coming.
How could I not see you running how can I not see us falling down.
To the ground.
Maybe there was someone.
From this hurricane that storming down on us in perfect weather.
Bowed my head.
Maybe your light was blinding Always keeping you hiding inside your perfect treasure trove.
Husband was I fighting for why didn't I see this coming.
How could I not see you running how could I not see us falling down.
To the ground.
To the ground.
How could I not see you running at least that would have been something how could I not see us falling down.
Until I hit the ground how can I not see this coming how can I not see you running how can I not see us falling down.
To the ground.
Sam.
