Performance
Narrative
Girl would have messy hair and smudged makeup. Looks like she can’t care anymore
In your room, alone, it’s waking up with you
The memory’s cold as stone and your heart is, too
You’re slipping through the cracks trying just to get away – showing the tears (close up)
Stuck reliving your past and you’re running from grace
Is this all you’ll ever know?
This paragraph focus on the girl in the bedroom, showing different shots of her as the lyrics demand. (shaky shot) Perhaps have a line in which the guy sings to introduce him and show the fact that he’s singing it. A shot of the girl in the bit of music in between. (Stable shot) pictures of her eyes opening a little at a time, so its staccato. Perhaps drawing of those eyes?
Try not to cry yourself to sleep anymore
Honey, you’ve got so much that you’re living for
Oh, there’s still time
Take off your shoes, it’s safe now
You’re running from everything that you’ve always been saved from
There’s still time
You hang your head so low, and you do your best to hide – the bench? She could be curled up on it
These feelings won’t let go, but neither will I
So lift your head up high, look to daylight – she puts her head up
There’s a time to cry, but it’s not tonight
Try not to cry yourself to sleep anymore
Honey, you’ve got so much that you’re living for
Oh, there’s still time Take off your shoes, it’s safe now – of her feet as she takes her shoes off
You’re running from everything that you’ve always been saved from
There’s still time
Oh, someday I hope you find it
Oh, someday I hope you find it
Take off all of these weights, they’re binding
Oh, someday I hope you’ll find it
Oh, someday I hope you find it
Oh, someday I hope you find it
Take off all of these weights, they’re binding
Oh, someday I know you’ll find it
Instrumental – images of the girl perhaps images of the guy dancing? Not huge dancing, just sort of swishing his hair around.
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh…
There’s still time
Oh, someday I hope you find it
There’s still time
Take off all of these weights; they’re binding Oh, (binding oh)
Someday I know you’ll find it