

The camera used to love my eyes
Before the talkies took the screen
But now the silver light will rise To paint a brand new
master scene
And you,
my brilliant young scribe
Will pen the words I never spoke
No matter what
they might prescribe
We shall escape this faded joke
We’ll have our glorious return!
The spotlight waits for me tonight
While all our jealous critics burn We will reclaim the golden light!
Lock the doors and dim the hall
No one leaves until it's done We'll show them who outlived them
all Our masterwork has just
begun!
Just write the words...
My silent star... Will shine... (forevermore)