Amplifier

Watching through the dust
Im trapped in a theatre of velvet and rust
With lonely shafts of light
And other ghosts drinking refreshments thats served up by skeletons
Its the spaces in the dark
Where shadows of dead souls dance on the wall
Where not only were you the star
But you were the bleak soundtrack to my film noire
Yeah that was you
And its my job to be
embittered and constantly proving a mystery
But were dismal in the roles
Im scratchy and mono as Bogart
And you are a sepia Monroe -
Whos beneath the cobwebs and the chandeliers
With others whove been dead for years
Like heroes brought to life again
Like picture shows and Rocket-men
And the light that fills the room
Well its the flicker from a paper moon
And when the film is run and through
Well thats when the darkness must win
[ Old Movies Lyrics ]