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F Am Dm C* F Am Dm C F Am Dm C Zooming into silence, the sound of a car approaching F Am Dm C She whispers: You're lost. You've found what you're looking for, I hope F Am So take me down, we'll see 'bout that Dm C Keep on looking out for the right F Am Dm C Exterior sunlit motel parking lot F Am Dm C* F Am Dm C F Am Interior, grungy hotel room suite Dm C* F Years passed by, looking older now, forty-ish Am Dm C F Dimly lit room, two silhouettes, two shots have broke, wiretapped casette F Am Dm C* F Am Dm Bb Am F Am Dm C* F Am Dm Dm Title card C Incarcerated, Bb A year goes by so slow Dm F Two years, he's having fun Am Dm Times fly but that gets old after a while Bb Five years, it's the end of the line F Exterior, beach Am Dm C Narrated by a man who spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand F Am Dm C Although we see the silver lining, the clouds are closing in and the sun's stopped shining F Am Dm C F Am Dm C F Am Dm C* F Am Dm C F Am Dm C* F Am Dm C F Am Dm C F Am Dm Bb Am F Am Dm C F Am Dm Exterior, jail, wide-angle shot Dm Finally out C Bb No one's waiting for him at the gate Dm F Two years, only new has passed or moved away. Am Dm Five years, it's getting darker every day Bb Ironic it's not that light inside F Exterior, beach Am Dm C Narrated by a man who spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand F Am Dm C Although we see the silver lining, the clouds are closing in and the sun's stopped shining F Am Day slowly turns to night, Dm C Bird's perspective, colors fade F Am Start of soundtrack Dm C F Cut to black F Am Dm C* F Am Dm C F Am Dm C* F Am Dm C F