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