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."