And so the curtain rises
On the Final Act
Make up running wildly
Mixing with our sweat
We step out of the wings
And into the lights.
We live the lives that are
Written for us
Knowing the final curtain
Is coming nearer.
Remembering fondly the ones
That we've left behind
Like smiling faces from
The summer rain
We sing, we dance, we speak
Not for the audience
But for ourselves
For each other.
No one has ever matterer
More than us.
Nothing Has ever happened
Before this.
And when the lights
Do start to fade
It will be each of you
My Band of Brothers
That I keep my eyes on
Until they can see
No more.
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