In a silent movie Under the stairs Through the right Till bringing theft To the floor Close by the room Still holding my cards Greedily Bleeding by the tyres Counting my keys Turn the key slowly Unlocks the door Of my car I hope to star In a film Of my making Next to the light Of a promising future With a girl In a silent movie
"Cinema's a matter of what's in the frame and what's in the frame whats out."-Martin Scorcese