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[00:08.82]If only worry could make it change
[00:15.75]Suddenly our world would take new shape
[00:21.52]On miles and miles of green screens
[00:29.56]Love hangs on invisible strings
[00:39.13]So roll up your sleeves
[00:41.58]This could take some time
[00:46.45]Everything waits on assembly lines – but not here
[00:53.78]In the emergence of plan
[01:00.88]We’ll be surrounded by hands
[01:06.92]The storyboard outlines our escape
[01:13.75]And second guesses will be erased
[01:21.24]On the cutting room floor
[01:25.56]Everything falls into place
[01:40.61]If only our futures could be tamed
[01:47.60]Suddenly our past would have no say
[01:54.78]And in the emergence of film, pouring overhead
[02:02.07]Our bodies relearn how to feel
[02:07.35]And somehow the screen embodies every ideal
[02:15.08]As the orchestra so sweetly reveals
[02:22.41]And the background artist carries us there
[02:29.86]Ahe conflict compliments repair
[02:44.15][02:37.05]We’re all on the edge of our seats
[03:10.60]Until the end.