George Jones: When The Last Curtain Falls (1999)

After 3 months of reading nothing but biographies of Plath and Hughes, letters of Plath and Hughes, poems by Plath and Hughes, romans a clef about Plath and Hughes...

Enough already! It's incredibly sad. I knew it already. "I know it with my great tap root."

Here's a cleansing George song, released the year after Tammy Wynette's death.

For George and Tammy, Ted and Sylvia, and everyone in the whole world.




Even though I still sting from the words that you threw at me
There's no pleasure at all from watching you fall to your knees
'Cause the tables have turned 

And I'm finally learning 

To live and forgive and let go

There's no sweet revenge
At love's angry end and we all need to know

When the last curtain falls with a final goodbye
And the bitter cold darkness of night floods the days of our lives
With a silence so loud we can't feel at all
There's no reason or cause to cheer or applaud when the last curtain falls

The irony is that you're wearing the look I once wore
And in truth I've longed for this moment to settle the score
But it's not all that clear, now that I'm hearin' you echo the thoughts of my soul

The justice of time is not really mine and I want you to know

When the last curtain falls with a final goodbye
And the bitter cold darkness of night floods the days of our lives
With a silence so loud we can't feel at all
There's no reason or cause to cheer or applaud when the last curtain falls