There's a light that shines on Persephone,
Always a fire in her eyes,
And the last time that I went to her
I could tell things weren't right.
I just don't care to see your years go wasting,
There's no longer magic in your eyes.
In your time, you could outshine everybody else around,
But your off-stage ways might be a bore -
You take a bow, you take a fall.
I came to be here in the footlights,
To live with you through every song,
And your face displays a peaceful field.
I can't believe the curtain has to fall.
Now I know your years were never wasted,
Tonight I saw the magic in your eyes.
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