Who Lives, Who Dies, Who Tells Your Story Songtext

von Piano Dreamers

Let me tell you what I wish I'd known
When I was young and dreamed of glory
You have no control:

WASHINGTON AND COMPANY:
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

WASHINGTON AND COMPANY:
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

WASHINGTON AND COMPANY:
Who lives
Who dies
Who tells your story?

Every other founding father story gets told
Every other founding father gets to grow old

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

BURR AND MEN:
Who tells your story? ANGELICA AND WOMEN:
. Who tells your story?
Who tells your story? 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

Eliza

I interview every soldier who fought by your side

MULLIGAN/LAFAYETTE/LAURENS:
She tells our story

I try to make sense of your thousands of pages of writings
You really do write like you're running out of

ELIZA AND COMPANY:
Time

I rely on—

ELIZA AND ANGELICA:
Angelica

While she's alive—

ELIZA AND ANGELICA:
We tell your story

She is buried in Trinity Church

ELIZA AND ANGELICA:
Near you

When I needed her most, she was right on

ELIZA AND COMPANY:
Time

And I'm still not through
I ask myself, "What would you do if you had more"

ELIZA AND COMPANY:
Time

The Lord, in his kindness
He gives me what you always wanted
He gives me more—

ELIZA AND COMPANY:
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—

ELIZA AND COMPANY:
Time

And when my time is up, have I done enough?

ELIZA: COMPANY:
Will they tell our story? 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 to raise hundreds of children
I get to see them growing up

The orphanage

In their eyes I see you, Alexander
I see you every—

ELIZA AND COMPANY:
Time

And when my time is up
Have I done enough? COMPANY:
Will they tell my story? Will they tell your story?

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

ELIZA AND COMPANY:
Time

Will they tell your story? COMPANY:
. Time…
Who lives, who dies, who tells your story?
. Time…
Will they tell your story?
. Time…
Who lives, who dies—

FULL COMPANY:
Who tells your story?