Cut To Black

Zooming into silence, the sound of a car approaching

She whispers, you're lost and found whatcha looking for, I hope

So take me down, we'll see about that, keep on looking out for the bat

Exterior Sunday motel parking lot

Interior grunge, you'll tell them sweet

Yes, pass by, looking older now, forty-ish

In the trunk, two silhouettes, two shots have broke, why tax it?

Filed at court, incarcerated, a year goes by so slow

Two years is having fun

Times fly but back the soul after a while

Five years, it's the end of the line

Exterior people read about them, now spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand

Although we've never seen the civil line and clouds goes to lend the sun never stops shining

They staring at Jay while I was shot

Finally out, no ones waiting for him at the gate

Two years, all he knew has passed or moved away

Five years, it's getting darker every day

Ironic it's not that loud inside

Exterior people read about them, now spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand

Although we've never seen the civil line and clouds goes to lend the sun never stops shining

Day slowly turns to night, birds are baking, colors fade, start a soundtrack

Cut to black