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Stephanie Ortiz: Those were some lyrics and vocals wow! Ok, up next is our lovely Ms. Destinee! Destinee positions herself behind the piano, flipping her hair behind her back to keep it from getting in her face when she played. She turns towards her fellow inmates and the camera, getting ready to explain her song. "I actually do not know a lot about Al Capone," she explains, looking a little embarrassed by this fact. "I am sure he was a very interesting man, but I suppose my studies have not lead me to anything about his life yet... But I did know that he was in prison, of course, and if his ghost is still here, then that means that even in death, he is still trapped in here... So I wrote a song about the distance between the world here on Alcatraz, and the real world out there, and how much more distant it must feel on this island, especially when you have so much more time left to spend on it." She turns back to the piano and sits straight up. "I don't know if Al Capone had a girlfriend," she starts. "But if he did, this is probably how he felt when he was waiting for letters from her." She begins playing the piano in a very quick, almost up-beat sort of way. If it weren't for the lyrics, the song could almost be interpreted as a happy one. But Destinee's high-pitched voice, along with the slightly echoing effect that the shower room has on the music, brings the song into a more angry and bitter tune. The piano, which once had a personifiable happy emotion it, now gives off the emotions of a person faking happiness to keep themselves from killing themselves. She makes the piano come to life, as if it were the vessel for all the emotions that she's putting into it. This is all very dramatic. In keeping with her own personality - and in the style that her duo, Destinee&Adele, have always sang in - she keeps her voice soft, as if her voice were just another instrument mixing with the piano, not overpowering it, but just simply being a part of it as well. The lyrics repeat themselves over and over again, showing the repetitive, day-to-day life of prisoners, and how waiting can make you a prisoner of yourself. As she plays, she keeps her whole self focused on her music and the emotion that she's portraying. A ghost could pop up right in front of her, and she probably wouldn't even notice. You trace the letters of her letters
And waits for the new words to arrive
You run your fingers across the cell bars
These new sounds make you feel alive
You trace the letters of her letters
And waits for the new words to arrive
You run your fingers across the cell bars
These new sounds make you feel alive
You run your fingers across the cell bars
These new sounds make you feel alive
You run your fingers across the cell bars
These new sounds make you feel alive
But the new words never arrived
And nothing ever made you feel as alive as she did
Why haven't her new words arrived?
Why haven't all of the words arrived?
You trace the letters of her letters
And waits for the new words to arrive
You run your fingers across the cell bars
These new sounds make you feel alive
You trace the letters of her letters
And waits for the new words to arrive
You run your fingers across the cell bars
These new sounds make you feel alive
You run your fingers across the cell bars
These new sounds make you feel alive
You run your fingers across the cell bars
These new sounds make you feel alive
But the new words never arrived
And nothing ever made you feel as alive as she did
Why haven't her new words arrived?
Why haven't all of the words arrived?
Maybe her new words will never arrive Destinee stands up from the piano and gives a tiny bow before going back to her seat to listen.
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