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  • Have you read the script?
    Could you picture it?
    … Is it worth the risk?
    Everything I love
    Is on the line
    On these neon signs
    But I need to know- When you looked away
    Was it something that I said? Was it something that I said?
    Well okay, okay, I need you more than I did before
    Now that the concrete is nearly set
    Here in the second act I’m living in repair
    Strange how the heart adapts when its pieces disappear
    And there, on page 28, I’m so tired of drying glue
    I begin my grand attempt at building something new
    Though I tend to write
    The epiphany more immediately
    I guess I’m trusting that there’s such a thing
    As elegance in dissonance
    God, I’m skeptical of pulling scenes
    Was it something that I said? Was it something that I did?
    Please don’t get me wrong- I still need your help
    As history repeats itself
    Here in the aftermath, I’m pulling at the seams
    Strange how the heart adapts in the absence of routine
    And there, on page 29, I find “new” and make it mine
    But I can’t help casting shadows on all I leave behind
    Maybe I could afford to change a bit…
    Even let go of the reigns?
    Every torn out page was worth the risk
    Now that the stakes have been raised
    So here in the final draft, I’ve given all I have
    Strange how the heart expands in the absence of a plan
    There’s nothing left on the page, but I’m okay with that
    For I found my resolution
    Was designed for stronger hands
  • [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