This song brings back memories of staying up late building the barricade in the hallways of the music wing. Of sewing tricolors and finding the right petticoat to wear under my various skirts. Of learning to waltz and losing my voice right before the final production. Of feeling like a part of a real revolution as we marched in place and belted out those lyrics. Of last night, as we watched this on WGBH and relived our high school days by singing along, and realizing how many words we still know.
One more dawn.
One more day.
One day more.
PS: Les Mis is coming back to Boston next year and I will definitely be there – let me know if you want to join!