all these pictures in my mind
I've lost the plot and press rewind
the film is good, the reels have spun
but what I've seen has come undone 
I can't retain the stories told
they keep on slipping from my hold 
the screen I watched is blanket white
but can't be seen without a light
it's never day and always dark
I blocked the sun with my own heart
I feel it beat and listen close
it's fainter still, I've grown morose
so tell me please, it's all a dream
the final frame will tear the seam