I knew a man who wrote a story Which came to glory- that man is gone. Our cats of old, that he created Gratitude belated- and the show went on.
Each song they sang, in purrfect timing, Eyes bright and shining, but the deal is done. All the leaps and steps- must they go forever? Every word so clever- the memory lives on.
A flash of sparks! A blue spotlight! A Jellicle dance in broad moonlight! Feline spirits in the night- we'll never be alone!!!
Pray they return to Broadway grinning Forever bringing their games and fun! Farewell for now, both good and villain Our tears are spillin' like rays of sun.
~humming~
The tappin' shoes! The swingin' tails! Them Woolworth pearls an' claw-like nails! The thrill and pace of theatre leflt lyin' in the dust!!!
Gonna miss the hush, the stage lights dimming. The flirtin' an' the spinning- but the deal is done. For years to come, I will remember That glowing ember, the memory lives on.
Memory, memory... memory, memory lives on! Memory, memory... memory, memory lives on! Memory, memory... memory, memory lives on...
