In every movie I watch from the fifties
There's only one thought that swirls around my head now
And that's that everyone there on the screen
Yeah, everyone there on the screen, well, they're all dead now
They're all dead now
And it ain't easy living above
And I can't help but keep falling in love with bones and ashes
With bones and ashes
And when the color is too bold and bright
I'm daydreaming in black and white until it passes