Edith wharton's lovely figurines

Still speak to me today

From their mantlepiece in time

Where they wrestle and they play



With passions and with prudences

Finances and fears

Her face and what its worth to her

In the passing of the years



See the portrait come to life

See the vanity behind

Cause in the struggle for survival

Love is never blind



Now, olivia lies under anasthesia

Her wit and wonder snuffed

In a routine operation

Her own beauty not enough,



Her passions and her prudences

Finances and fears

Her face, what it was worth to her

In the passing of the years



See the portrait come to life

See the vanity behind

Cause in the struggle for survival

Love is never blind



Edith whartons lovely figurines

Still speak to me today

From their mantlepiece in time

Where they wrestle and they play



We lie under anesthesia

Our wit and wonder snuffed

In our routine operations

Our own beauty not enough