Cut To Black

Zooming into silence the sound of a car approaching. She whispers
"You're lost and found watcha looking for. I hope"
So take me down, we'll see bout that. Keep on looking back for the right
Exterior sunlit motel parking lot.

Interior grunge you'll tell them sweet. Years pass by, looking older now
Forty-ish. Camera through two silhouettes, two shots have broke, why tax it?

As I recall, incarcerated, a year goes by so slow
Two years, is having fun
Times fly but that gets old after a while
Five years, its the end of the line.

Exterior we that read about a man who spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand
Although we see the silver lining, clouds goes to
Lend, the sun stop shining.

Exterior, day, wide-angle shot.

Finally out, no one's waiting for him at the gate
Two years, all the new has passed
Or moved away. Five years, its getting darker every day
Ironic it's not that light inside.

Exterior we that read about a man who spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand
Although we see the silver lining, clouds goes to
Lend, the sun stop shining
Day slowly turns to night, bird's perspective, colors fade
Start the soundtrack. Cut to black.