Letra de
Green Screens

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.
Intro
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, all the conflict compliments repair.
And we're all on the edge of our seats,
and we're all on the edge of our seats
Strings
Intro
until the end.