… Yeah. [She glances down at Orpheus, and gives his hair one last stroke. Then she pulls the cloth back over him, and rises to her feet, wiping her hands off on her knees as she moves to Angus’ side, glancing down at Elle’s form. And then she sings.]
Promise that I won’t forget you Someone has got to keep your memory. Promise that I won’t forget you. Live and let live—- and won’t let go.
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Promise that I won’t forget you
Someone has got to keep your memory.
Promise that I won’t forget you.
Live and let live—- and won’t let go.