forum Hamilton Song Train

Started March 10, 2018 by @iEchoX

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Death doesn't discriminate between the sinners and the saints.
It takes and it takes and it takes.

Death doesn’t discriminate
Between the sinners and the saints, it takes and it takes and it takes

History obliterates, every picture it paints,
It paints me and all my mistakes.

When Alexander aimed at the sky, he may have been the first one to die.
But I'm the one that paid for it.
I survived but I paid for it…

Now I'm the villain in your history.
I was too young and blind to see.

I should have known.
I should have known!
The world was wide enough for both Hamilton and me.
The world was wide enough for both Hamilton and me……

(I don't think we did, but I'd like that song.)
Let me tell you what I wish I'd known.
When I was young and dreamed of glory.
You have no control who lives, who dies, who tells your story.

President Jefferson
I'll give him this.
His financial system is a work of genius.
I couldn't undo it if I tried. And, I tried.

Who lives, who dies, who tells your story…
President Madison
He took our country from bankruptcy to prosperity
I hate to admit it, but he doesn’t get enough credit
For all the credit he gave us.

Who lives, who dies, who tells your story…
Every other founding father's story gets told.
Every other founding father gets to grow old.

But when you're gone who remembers your name?
Who keeps your flame?
Who tells your story?

Eliza
I put myself back in the narrative.
Eliza
I stop wasting time on tears,
I live another fifty years,
It's not enough.

I interview every soldier who fought by your side.
She tells our story.
I try to make sense of your 1000s of pages of writings.
You really do write like you're running out of time.

I rely on Angelica,
While she's alive we tell your story.
She is buried in Trinity Church near you.
When I needed her most, she was right on time.

And I'm still not through, I ask myself, "What would you do if you had more time?"
The lord in his kindness, he gives me what you always wanted: He gives me more time.

I raise funds in D.C. for the Washington Monument.
She tells my story.
I speak out against slavery, you could have done so much more if you only had time.

And when my time is up, have I done enough?
Will they tell your story?
Oh, can I show you what I'm proudest of?
The orphanage

I established the first private orphanage in New York City.
The orphanage.
I help raise hundreds of children.
I get to see them growing up.

The orphanage
In their eyes I see you Alexander.
I see you every time!
And when my time is up, have I done enough?
Will they tell my story?

Oh, I can't wait to see you again.
It's only a matter of time.

Time
Will they tell your story?
Time
Who lives, Who dies, who tells your story…