ANGELICA: There are moments that the words don’t reach There’s a grief too powerful to name You fight your tears back as well as you can Once more burdened with the unimaginable!
The moments when your’re in so deep It feels easier to just swim down Eliza Hamilton moves uptown Consumed again by the unimaginable!
ELIZA: I spend hours in his study I pour over his words once more And it’s quiet uptown A quiet we both felt once before
I take my sister to church with the children A sign of the cross at the door And I pray… I don’t know how I’m going to endure…
ENSEMBLE If you see her in the street, walking by herself, Talking to herself, have pity!
ELIZA: Alexander, you liked it uptown! It’s quiet uptown!
ENSEMBLE: She is going through the unimaginable! She stays up at night, sitting where he used to write Taking in his words and the city!
ELIZA: Look around! Look around! How lucky we are to be alive right now!!
ENSEMBLE: Can you imagine?
ELIZA (Imagining Alexander beside her): Look at where you are! Look at where you started! I really don’t know why I deserve you But hear me out! That would be enough! If I could spare your life! If I could trade your life for mine! You’d be standing here right now Your dreams alive And that would be enough!
I don’t pretend to know The struggles you were facing! When you wrote that cursed pamphlet, when you set your world ablaze.
But I’m not afraid! I know who I married! I’ll keep your legacy alive… Could that be enough?
ENSEMBLE: If you see her in his room Reading to herself, sobbing to herself Have pity! She is going through the unimaginable! See her sitting all alone, facing the unknown Looking out at her husband’s city
ELIZA: Why did you write like you were running out of time?
ENSEMBLE: She is going through the unimaginable!
ANGELICA: There are moments that the words don’t reach There’s a sadness too terrible to name We find resolve as best as we can To push away the unimaginable! We are standing at his headstone I am standing by Eliza’s side She reads his words:
HAMILTON (voice): This letter, my very dear Eliza, will not be delivered to you, unless I shall first have terminated my earthly career; to begin, as I humbly hope from redeeming grace and divine mercy, a happy immortality.
ELIZA/HAMILTON: I need not tell you of the pangs I feel, from the idea of quitting you and exposing you to the anguish which I know you would feel. Fly to the bosom of your God and be comforted. With my last idea; I shall cherish the sweet hope of meeting you in a better world.
ELIZA: Adieu best of wives and best of Women. Ever yours
ELIZA: It’s quiet uptown!
ENSEMBLE: His legacy…Can you imagine? His legacy… Can you imagine? If you see her in the street, walking by herself, talking to herself have pity… She is going through the unimaginable!
MIght wanna grab some tissues, just like Lin, I made myself cry too
“But you do know that he’s a namanari, right? It is a half thing - a human one step shy……of becoming a full demon. Two beings in one body. They share their time as one or the other. One half, the idealist……who wants nothing more than to save his friends and followers. The other, possessed by the vengeful spirit of his dead lover….The perfectionist who reduced herself to a demon to get what she wanted. Watch. Now the real monster comes out. ♪ ”