Eurydice:
Lover tell me if you can
Who's gonna buy the wedding bands?
Times being what they are
Hard and getting harder all the time

Orpheus:
Lover when I sing my song
All the rivers'll sing along
And they're gonna break their banks for us
And with their gold be generous
All the flashing in the pan
All to fashion for your hand
The rivers gonna give us the wedding bands

Eurydice:
Lover tell me if you're able
Who's gonna lay the wedding table?
Times being what they are
Dark and getting darker all the time

Orpheus:
Lover when I sing my song
All the trees gonna sing along
And they're gonna bend their branches down
To lay their fruit upon the ground
The almond and the apple
And the sugar from the maple
The trees gonna lay the wedding table

Eurydice:
So when you sing your song
The one you're working on
Spring will come again?

Orpheus:
Yes

Eurydice:
Why don't you sing it then?

Orpheus:
It's not finished

Eurydice:
Sing it
You wanna take me home?

Orpheus:
Yes

Eurydice:
Sing the song

Orpheus:
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la

Chorus:
La la la la la la la

Orpheus and Chorus:
*La-ing intensifies*

Eurydice:
How'd you do that?

Orpheus:
I don't know
The song's not finished though

Eurydice:
Even so, it can do this

Orpheus:
I know

Eurydice:
You have to finish it

Lover tell me when we're wed
Who's gonna make the wedding bed?
Times being what they are
Hard and getting harder all the time

Orpheus:
Lover when I sing my song
All the birds gonna sing along
And they'll come flying from all around
To lay their feathers on the ground
And we'll lie down in eiderdown
A pillow 'neath our heads
The birds gonna make the wedding bed

Eurydice:
And the trees gonna lay the wedding table

Orpheus:
And the rivers gonna give us the wedding bands

I'm Orpheus

Eurydice:
Eurydice

Both:
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