breaking-the-rules

Dimly lit and proudly lived, Beneath the stage, in the orchestra pit, On the final day of a cut loose tale. Mama says the world is turning too, We're dancing like giants but wearing Plutos shoes. Footsteps showering down in an Autumn storm In this almost paradise that we adorn. The hero comes and goes in his navy suit, Trailing perfume on his stage bound route. Heaven help the man with his labours. Let's hear it for our Romeos Bowing out in their last show, As Juliets sing their siren sounds The curtain call has come around. Mama says the world is turning too, We're dancing like giants but wearing Plutos shoes. Footsteps showe