Well-behaved women

rarely make history.

This song has spoken to me more in the 10 years I've known it than any other song I've ever heard. It's a haunting and beautiful song from one of my favorite musicals, the first musical I ever saw, the one that introduced me to Broadway, acting, dancing, and singing. I would appreciate it if you took the time to take a listen. Enjoy =)

Midnight. Not a sound from the pavement.
Has the moon lost her memory. She is smiling alone.
In the lamplight the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan.


Memory - all alone in the moonlight. I
can dream of the old days
Life was beautiful then.
I remember the time I knew what happiness was.
Let the memory live again.


Every street lamps seems to beat a fatalistic warning.
Someone mutters and a streetlamp sputters
and soon it will be morning


Daylight - I must wait for the sunrise.
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in.
When the dawn comes tonight will be a memory too.
And a new day will begin.


Burnt out ends of smoky days
the stale cold smell of morning.
A streetlamp dies
another night is over
another day is dawning.


Touch me - it's so easy to leave me.
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun.
If you touch me you'll understand what happiness is.
Look
a new day has begun.

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