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 Sober in the morning light 
Things look so much different 
To how they looked last night 
A pale face pressed to an unmade bed 
Like flags of many nations flying high above her head 
The cellophane still on the flowers 
The telegram still in her hand 
As whispers circulate all day 
Their back-stage baby princess passed away 
And you can cage the songbird 
But you can't make her sing 
And you can trap the free bird 
But you'll have to clip her wings 
'cause she'll soar like a hawk when she flies 
But she'll dive like an eagle when she dies 
Promises of no more lies 
Fell flat upon an empty stage 
Before the audience arrived 
A return in time to the cheaper seats 
She never knew what lay beneath 
Just a dated handbill they found between the sheets 
Let down before the final curtain 
A shallow heart that left her cold 
She left in rouge upon the mirror 
A circled kiss to the faithful who'd miss her 
            
 
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