its hard to adjust your eyes after the matinee from the womb of the theater to the light of day but youve got something to think about on the ride home and youve got something to talk about if youre not alone outside the walls i hear sirens fade to black dramatic irony before my eyes after the previews i can relate you do what we do so im alive in the final act the spirits did it all in an hour and a half bring me to pain bring me to relief turn off my brain suspend my disbelief theres a beautiful score ill never hear when my vision blurs it rings in my ears i must be saved i must be saved before the end theres a wonderful line i cant remember i cant rewind so i better remember i must be saved i must be saved before the end the hero stands up and the blood rushes out of his head but you can still see him breathing after hes dead and after the soul is gone his bodys back to himself and youll say oh who is he i ve seen him in something else and so i pray to the movie screen that ill be shown something ive never seen a revelation i can sense it but this part dont make any sense yet if heaven is a film that never ends and the characters are all my friends or is that what we call a tv show or is that the real life that were living now  theres a beautiful score ill never hear when my vision blurs it rings in my ears i must be saved i must be saved before the end theres a wonderful line i cant remember i cant rewind so i better remember i must be saved i must be saved before the end everyone left the theater everyone left the theater everyone left the theater everyone but me theres a beautiful score ill never hear when my vision blurs it rings in my ears i must be saved i must be saved i must be saved couldve been better had such potential couldve been better had such potential couldve been better had such potential couldve been better had such potential yeah yeah 