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Zooming into silence the sound of a car approaching |
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She whispers |
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You're lost and found watcha looking for. I hope. |
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So take me down, we'll see bout that. |
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Keep on looking back for the right |
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Exterior sunlit motel parking lot |
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Interior grunge you'll tell them sweet. |
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Years pass by, looking older now |
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Forty-ish. |
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Camera through two silhouettes, two shots have broke, why tax it? |
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As I recall, incarcerated, a year goes by so slow |
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Two years, is having fun |
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Times fly but that gets old after a while |
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Five years, its the end of the line |
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Exterior we that read about a man who spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand |
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Although we see the silver lining, clouds goes to |
| [01:31.96] |
Lend, the sun stop shining |
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Exterior, day, wide-angle shot |
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Finally out, no one's waiting for him at the gate |
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Two years, all the new has passed |
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Or moved away |
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Five years, its getting darker every day |
| [02:37.80] |
Ironic it's not that light inside |
| [02:40.10] |
Exterior we that read about a man who spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand |
| [02:44.48] |
Although we see the silver lining, clouds goes to |
| [02:46.94] |
Lend, the sun stop shining |
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Day slowly turns to night, bird's perspective, colors fade |
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Start the soundtrack |
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Cut to black |