Life Is Our Encore

LIFE IS OUR ENCORE
Words by Paul Norman Tapp ©2024

Where do we go when we dream
And we come to an open door
I don't know for sure
But surely life is our encore

I heard this melody playing 
Cabaret South France
I asked a woman with runs in her stockings
May I have this dance

She rose scarf fell from her head
Floated softly to the floor
Extending her hand she whispered 
You know life is our encore  

Where do we go when we dream
And we come to an open door
I don't know for sure
But surely life is our encore

Put her head on my shoulder 
Dancing to mandolin strings
Somewhere deep in my heart
I heard ancient voices sing

When the song was over
She was walking out the door
Turning she whispered once more 
You know life is our encore  

Where do we go when we dream
And we come to an open door
I don't know for sure
But surely life is our encore

That was fifty years ago 
When I first heard that melody 
And like some ghost in the wind
Still the notes are haunting me

No I never saw her again
When she walked out the door
Still I hear her say to me
You know life is our encore
Surely life is our encore

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