The bath had made him feel more human.  Not so much like a wild animal in the woods.  So he put on something better and prepared to go downstairs for a drink.  Nathan could hear a woman downstairs singing a song he knew well.  Ghost of a Rose.  Waaaaay too melancholy for this early in the evening.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family:Dancing Script"><span style="font-size: 22px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">The valley green was so serene<br/>
In the middle ran a stream so blue...<br/>
A maiden fair, in despair, once had met her true love there and she told him...<br/>
She would say...<br/>
"Promise me, when you see, a white rose you'll think of me<br/>
I love you so,<br/>
Never let go,<br/>
I will be your ghost of a rose..."</span></span></span><br/>
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<span style="font-family:Dancing Script"><span style="font-size: 22px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">Her eyes believed in mysteries<br/>
She would lay amongst the leaves of amber<br/>
Her spirit wild, heart of a child, yet gentle still and quiet and mild and he loved her...<br/>
When she would say...<br/>
"Promise me, when you see, a white rose you'll think of me<br/>
I love you so,<br/>
Never let go,<br/>
I will be your ghost of a rose..."</span></span></span><br/>
<br/>
<span style="font-family:Dancing Script"><span style="font-size: 22px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ff0000">When all was done, she turned to run<br/>
Dancing to the setting sun as he watched her<br/>
And ever more he thought he saw<br/>
A glimpse of her upon the moors forever<br/>
He'd hear her say...<br/>
"Promise me , when you see, a white rose you'll think of me<br/>
I love you so,<br/>
Never let go,<br/>
I will be your ghost of a rose..."</span></span></span>​</div>