I love you so much, I would climb through the dark for you past the river styx and shadows and the fates, with their sharp smiles and the echoes of my doubt. I love you so much, I'd sing until my throat went raw until the trees bowed their heads and the stones wept at my feet to let me through. I love you so much, I couldn't take another step without you. I'd turn around for you and still keep singing and still keep hoping. I love you I'd lose you again just to say I had tried. "some birds sing when the sun shines bright our praise is not for them but the ones who sing in the dead of night we raise our cups to them" - We Raise Our Cups, Hadestown