Come Home With Me

Now, Orpheus was the son of a muse
And you know how those muses are
Sometimes, they abandon you
And this poor boy, he wore his heart out on his sleeve
You might say he was naïve to the ways of the world
But he had a way with words
And a rhythm and a rhyme
And he sang just like a bird upon a line
And it ain't because I'm kind
But his mama was a friend of mine
And I liked to hear him sing
And his way of seeing things
So I took him underneath my wing
And that is where he stayed
Until one day

You want to talk to her?

Yes!

Go on
Orpheus?

Yes?

Don't come on too strong

Come home with me

Who are you?

The man who's gonna marry you
I'm Orpheus

Is he always like this?

Yes

I'm Eurydice

Your name is like a melody

A singer, is that what you are?

I also play the lyre

A liar, and a player too!
I've met too many men like you

Oh, no
I'm not like that

He's not like any man you've met
Tell her what you're workin' on

I'm workin' on a song
It isn't finished yet
But when it's done and when I'll sing it
Spring will come again

Come again?

Spring will come

When? I haven't seen a spring or fall since
I can't recall

That's what I'm workin' on
A song to fix what's wrong
Take what's broken, make it whole
A song so beautiful
It brings the world back into tune
Back into time
And all the flowers will bloom
When you become my wife

Oh, he's crazy
Why would I become his wife?

Maybe because he'll make you feel alive

Alive? That's worth a lot
What else ya got?



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