In his heart, there is a girl; she is me. No contract keeps her, she goes with him, she goes alone, precipice to precipice, upon every ledge agreeing again to leap. She is with him, she has been with him, every minute, alongside. No one can know what we know. Just us. Us. If you listen, you can hear it. In the wide wide sound of the rain -- us.

And even though it all went wrong, I'll stand before the Lord of song with nothing on my tongue but 'hallelujah.'