in celebration of Dad

Tony Wrap Up

And in the final analysis, what survives tonight?

Theater,


because it's what we live, 
we're changin some lives tonight, 
and theater thrives because we love to give it, 
so to speak. 


This ain't reality tv, 
this is 8 shows a week. 


Every chorus member you saw tappin,
 had to make miracles happen, 
for a chance to see you clappin and applaudin in the audience.


What's next?
 Who knows. 
Anything Goes. 




Now go see a motherf&%king Broadway (West End) show.




-Neil Patrick Harris

Lovely Leonard

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin 
Dance me through the panic 'til I'm gathered safely in 
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove 
Dance me to the end of love 
Dance me to the end of love 
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone 
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon 
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of 
Dance me to the end of love 
Dance me to the end of love 

Dance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on 
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long 
We're both of us beneath our love, we're both of us above 
Dance me to the end of love 
Dance me to the end of love 

Dance me to the children who are asking to be born 
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn 
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn 
Dance me to the end of love 

Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin 
Dance me through the panic till I'm gathered safely in 
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove 
Dance me to the end of love 
Dance me to the end of love 
Dance me to the end of love