Rufus Wainwright - Matinee Idol
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This is the day, the day of the death, the death of the matinee idol
Still so beautiful as the angels, as the angels came down from on high

So sweet and so soft, so charmingly daft
So young was the matinee idol
Lips of crimson slightly open, as the flash and all fame put to rest

Walk, walk along that wall
No it is not from the academy
Walk, walk along that wall
From this moment on you'll cease to be the undying love of the public eye

And so goes one more, away from the maze,
Away for to sit at the table
Above Babel, far from this world
While standing on the boulevard

Walk, walk along that wall
No it is not from the academy
Walk, walk along that wall
From this moment on you'll cease to be

But still, whomever has looked at
Looked at beauty is marked out
Is marked out already by death
Whomever has looked at
Looked at beauty is marked out
Is marked out already by death

Still so beautiful as the angels, as the angels came down from on high