원문 가사
EN번역이 아직 없습니다. 원문 가사를 표시합니다.
If only worry could make it change, then suddenly our world would take new shape;
on miles and miles of green screens love hangs on invisible strings.
So roll up your sleeves, this could take some time.
Everything waits on assembly lines - but not here.
In the emergence of plan, we'll be surrounded by hands.
The storyboard outlines our escape and second guesses will be erased;
on the cutting room floor everything falls into place.
If only our futures could be tamed, then suddenly our past would have no say.
And in the emergence of film, pouring overhead, our bodies relearn how to feel.
And somehow the screen embodies every ideal as the orchestra so sweetly reveals,
and the background artist carries us there... the conflict compliments repair.
And we're all on the edge of our seats,
and we're all on the edge of our seats... until the end.
