WASHINGTON:

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?

BURR:

President Jefferson:

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?

BURR:

President Madison:

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?

ANGELICA:

Every other founding father story gets told

Every other founding father gets to grow old

BURR:

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?

WOMEN:

Eliza

ELIZA:

I put myself back in the narrative

WOMEN:

Eliza

ELIZA:

I stop wasting time on tears

I live another fifty years

It's not enough

COMPANY:

Eliza

ELIZA:

I interview every soldier who fought by your side

MULLIGAN/LAFAYETTE/LAURENS:

She tells our story

ELIZA:

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

ELIZA:

I rely on—

ELIZA AND ANGELICA:

Angelica

ELIZA:

While she's alive—

ELIZA AND ANGELICA:

We tell your story

ELIZA:

She is buried in Trinity Church

ELIZA AND ANGELICA:

Near you

ELIZA:

When I needed her most, she was right on

ELIZA AND COMPANY:

Time

ELIZA:

And I'm still not through

I ask myself, "What would you do if you had more"

ELIZA AND COMPANY:

Time

ELIZA:

The Lord, in his kindness

He gives me what you always wanted

He gives me more—

ELIZA AND COMPANY:

Time

ELIZA:

I raise funds in D.C. for the Washington Monument

WASHINGTON:

She tells my story

ELIZA:

I speak out against slavery

You could have done so much more if you only had—

ELIZA AND COMPANY:

Time

ELIZA:

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

ELIZA:                                                    COMPANY:

Will they tell our story?                             Will they tell your story?

ELIZA:

Oh. Can I show you what I'm proudest of?

COMPANY:

The orphanage

ELIZA:

I established the first private orphanage in New York City

COMPANY:

The orphanage

ELIZA:

I help to raise hundreds of children

I get to see them growing up

COMPANY:

The orphanage

ELIZA:

In their eyes I see you, Alexander

I see you every—

ELIZA AND COMPANY:

Time

ELIZA:

And when my time is up

Have I done enough?                               COMPANY:

Will they tell my story?                              Will they tell your story?

ELIZA:

Oh, I can't wait to see you again

It's only a matter of—

ELIZA AND COMPANY:

Time

COMPANY:

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?

(YN) After Eliza passes away, I quickly find out from her kids that she wanted me to give her eulogy. Of course, I am panicking since I have not have had to give a speech since my rumble with Jefferson. As soon as we arrive at the funeral, I walk up and start my eulogy. " I just want to quickly apologize,  I have not done this in years. Even though I did not really know Eliza, I considered her to be a sister to me. She was a brave individual, and I hope that we can follow her example. May she be with the ones who loved her. After the funeral, I notice a silhouette of someone I did not think that I would see... Sofia Charleston.