They yell action
A director of no satisfaction
An actor barks
That time will take our souls
It is in this moment
We still own it
What kind of man am I
The starlet squeals
The fire of wheels
As the film strip reels
And magic happens again
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
They yell action
A director of no satisfaction
An actor barks
That time will take our souls
It is in this moment
We still own it
What kind of man am I
The starlet squeals
The fire of wheels
As the film strip reels
And magic happens again