[Eva:]
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The choice was mine, and mine completely
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I could have any prize that I desired
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I could burn with the splendor of the brightest fire
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Or else, or else I could choose time
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Remember I was very young then
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And a year was forever and a day
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So what use could fifty, sixty, seventy be?
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I saw the lights, and I was on my way
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And how I lived, how they shone
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But how soon the lights were gone
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[Che:]
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The choice was yours and noone else's
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You can cry for a body in despair
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Hang your head because she is no longer there
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To shine, to dazzle, or betray
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How she lived, how she shone
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But how soon the lights were gone
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[Embalmers:]
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Eyes, hair, face, image
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All must be preserved
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Still life displayed forever
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No less than she deserved.
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Lament
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Madonna |