Narrator:
(So apropos:
Saw death on a sunny snow)
Him:
"For every life..."
Her:
"Forgoe the parable."
Him:
"Seek the light."
Her:
"...My knees are cold."
(Running home, running home, running home, running home...)
Her:
"Go find another lover;
To bring a... to string along!"
"With all your lies,
You're still very lovable."
"I toured the light; so many foreign roads for Emma, forever ago."
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