[ti:Page 28]
[ar:Sleeping at Last]
[al:Yearbook Collection]
[00:23.32]Have you read the script?
[00:29.10]Could you picture it?
[00:32.41]… Is it worth the risk?
[00:36.85]Everything I love
[00:41.19]Is on the line
[00:43.59]On these neon signs
[00:48.82]But I need to know- When you looked away
[00:53.85]Was it something that I said? Was it something that I said?
[01:00.73]Well okay, okay, I need you more than I did before
[01:07.67]Now that the concrete is nearly set
[01:12.91]Here in the second act I’m living in repair
[01:19.50]Strange how the heart adapts when its pieces disappear
[01:26.34]And there, on page 28, I’m so tired of drying glue
[01:32.05]I begin my grand attempt at building something new
[01:40.39]Though I tend to write
[01:46.14]The epiphany more immediately
[01:53.78]I guess I’m trusting that there’s such a thing
[01:58.32]As elegance in dissonance
[02:05.86]God, I’m skeptical of pulling scenes
[02:11.21]Was it something that I said? Was it something that I did?
[02:18.10]Please don’t get me wrong- I still need your help
[02:24.93]As history repeats itself
[02:29.97]Here in the aftermath, I’m pulling at the seams
[02:36.70]Strange how the heart adapts in the absence of routine
[02:43.43]And there, on page 29, I find “new” and make it mine
[02:49.31]But I can’t help casting shadows on all I leave behind
[02:57.28]Maybe I could afford to change a bit…
[03:04.17]Even let go of the reigns?
[03:10.55]Every torn out page was worth the risk
[03:17.82]Now that the stakes have been raised
[03:27.58]So here in the final draft, I’ve given all I have
[03:34.66]Strange how the heart expands in the absence of a plan
[03:41.18]There’s nothing left on the page, but I’m okay with that
[03:47.46]For I found my resolution
[03:50.74]Was designed for stronger hands