| This story’s told in flashback otherwise it makes no sense
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| I’m searching through these films as some kind of self defence
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| You’re always making movies
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| That’s really what you do
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| You’re always making movies
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| Arranging subtle clues
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| You re-arrange the lighting
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| You’re editing events
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| You make a silent gesture
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| You’re quietly intense
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| You’re living in a movie
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| That’s really what you do
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| Your music strange and almost as beautiful as you
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| You’re always making movies
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| Some kind of perfect life?
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| Some scenes of glowing summer
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| Glimpses of perfect times?
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| Some lifetimes lived in flashback
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| Wandering from set to set
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| A sudden giant close-up
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| A hint of strange regret
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| You’re always making movies
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| That’s really what you do
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| You’re never quite in focus
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| Some sequences confused
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| This story’s told in flashback otherwise it makes no sense
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| I’m searching through these films as some kind of self defence
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| I’m always watching movies
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| Your movie’s all of you
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| I understand that movies are really what you do
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| You’re always making movies…
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| I’m always watching movies… |