I’ve told you the dream I had once, of how being dead wasn’t actually death, it just meant you and me get to hold hands and roller-skate all through the college campus we met on, forever? Yeah, the reaper’s coming for us all, there’s nothing we can really do about that. But, if I do get to roller-skate into eternity holding your hand, then, there really isn’t anything to be scared of, is there? Here, take my hand. I want to be sure not to lose you.
