Cut To Black

Zooming into silence the sound of a car approaching

She whispers

You're lost and found watcha looking for. I hope.

So take me down, we'll see bout that.

Keep on looking back for the right

Exterior sunlit motel parking lot

Interior grunge you'll tell them sweet.

Years pass by, looking older now

Forty-ish.

Camera through two silhouettes, two shots have broke, why tax it?

As I recall, incarcerated, a year goes by so slow

Two years, is having fun

Times fly but that gets old after a while

Five years, its the end of the line

Exterior we that read about a man who spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand

Although we see the silver lining, clouds goes to

Lend, the sun stop shining

Exterior, day, wide-angle shot

Finally out, no one's waiting for him at the gate

Two years, all the new has passed

Or moved away

Five years, its getting darker every day

Ironic it's not that light inside

Exterior we that read about a man who spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand

Although we see the silver lining, clouds goes to

Lend, the sun stop shining

Day slowly turns to night, bird's perspective, colors fade

Start the soundtrack

Cut to black