Album: Sayings
My Father the author wrote a screenplay
Framed the worlds that we live in
I was born on a silver screen
In a pool of windy light
I don't know but I swear I've seen this before
Must have come through in the night
A projector ran on electric dreams
A thousand or so
In the space of a century
We'll see what it shows
I don't know but I swear I've seen this before
Must have come through in the night
Heroes, villains, climactic arcs
Playing stories of light and dark
Kings and emperors rise and fall
The simple men will answer the call
It's cinematic
The way we breathe
It's cinematic
The way we move
It's cinematic
How we win
So cinematic
How we lose
You wonder how it ends
Life is a movie
An open stage the role on you depends
She's cinematic
The way she breathes
She's cinematic
The way she moves
Cinematic
The way we say
Cinematic
Our farewell
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