There's no one around But the two old-timers who visit when they're in town The credits are rolling as they walk out
I get to my screen With the phantom audience sat there waiting for me But they don't complain where I take a seat It seems
Even now, I still stop by Most stories look better wide And I feel at peace here, 'cause
While the adverts might've changed The popcorn tastes the same And in the end the day's always saved So once the picture stops I let the hours pass, distracted in the dark
Even now, I still stop by Most stories look better wide And I feel at peace here, until
The lights come up bright When it's over I step outside and I think I might get Some dinner somewhere nice Tonight
