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The chairs go up, the lights go down,
The moon removes her silver crown,
The final glass forgets the wine,
The clock pretends that we are fine.

The drummer folds the evening slow,
The singer bows and does not go.
Closing time cabaret,
Keep one candle anyway,
Let the last note misbehave,
Let the lonely look brave.

The street outside is pale and new,
But I am still in midnight blue,
The stage has taken half my name,
And left me with a little flame.

When the room has disappeared,
The song becomes the chandelier.

Closing time cabaret,
Keep one candle anyway,
Let the last note misbehave,
Let the lonely look brave.
Let the lonely look brave.

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