For Emma

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."