SAMUEL
Do you remember what you said to me?
'Cause we lost track of time
The tasks ahead were fearsome, but Sam was prepared, or at least as much as he could be. In a lot of ways he still felt like the scared little boy he had been when this had all began, but the sights and experiences of the last few years had given him an armour that was beginning to harden, the cracks filling in.
{FIN}
Yeah, we lost track of time
You always let me down so tenderly
You always let me down so tenderly