Too many of my heroes have had to face the final curtain of late, the latest being Kate McGarrigle, whose passing inspired me to write this song.
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The Final Curtain
Fading now, the echoes of applause,
The orchestra are gathering up their scores,
The last admirer waits at the stage door.
Time to face the final curtain's fall.
Wea've come to the end of a long run,
I'd be lying if I said it was all fun,
But the last line has been said, our play is done.
Time to face the final curtain's fall.
All too swiftly the spotlight's fading,
Will there be a final curtain call?
Empty now, all the halls we played in.
Time to face the final curtain's fall.
No time left to wallow in the blues.
Or re-read those opening night reviews.
Some you win, they say, but some you lose.
Time to face the final curtain's fall.
Washing off the greasepaint and the sweat.
Playing back the lines you won't forget.
The mirror shows a stranger you've not met.
Time to face the final curtain's fall.
CHORUS
For Kate McGarrigle
20th January 2010.
