Walls Ablaze

Piano. Room's too small.

Not the room.

The sound. (turn it up) Still too small.

Open the window. Better.

Now I can hear the street.

Street can hear me.

That's more like it.

TAKE THE WALLS OFF!

I WANNA SEE HOW FAR THIS GOES!

LET THE BASS OUT!

LET IT ROLL WHEREVER IT ROLLS!

NO CEILING! NO EDGE!

NO SIGN SAYING THAT'S ENOUGH!

TAKE THE WALLS OFF—

THIS ROOM AIN'T BIG ENOUGH!

Door opens. Now we're outside.

Same beat. Bigger air.

Cars passing in the rhythm.

Windows opening.

Somebody across the street: "TURN THAT SHIT UP!" Exactly.

I don't know these people.

Doesn't matter.

They know the song now.

TAKE THE WALLS OFF!

LET THE WHOLE DAMN STREET COME IN!

DRUMS ON THE PAVEMENT!

BASS UNDER EVERYTHING! NO CEILING!

JUST NIGHT!

LET THE CITY SEE THE SHOW!

TAKE THE WALLS OFF—

I WANNA SEE HOW FAR THIS GOES!

Keep going.

Street isn't big enough.

Take the block.

Block isn't big enough.

Take downtown. Still hearing walls.

Take the roof off.

Now the skyline feels close.

Lights everywhere. Whole city underneath the same rhythm.

No stage. No velvet rope.

No finish line. Just somewhere ahead we haven't heard yet.

How far does it go?

(pause) Only one way to find out.

TAKE THE WALLS OFF!

I WANNA SEE HOW FAR THIS GOES!

LET THE DRUMS HIT!

LET THE WHOLE CITY KNOW!

NO CEILING!

NO EDGE! NOTHING HOLDING BACK THE SOUND!

TAKE THE WALLS OFF!

TAKE THE ROOF OFF!

LET THE WHOLE NIGHT OUT!

NO WALLS! (NO WALLS!) NO CEILING!

(NO CEILING!) HOW FAR?!

(KEEP GOING!) HOW FAR?!

(KEEP FUCKING GOING!)

Don't

close it.