Film Stock (feat. Katescope)

Found this old box, And the keys to its lock,

Just my past that lives there inside .

The things that I feel, live on dusty reels

projecting on back of a wall

They're silent movies, But they scream back at me

And I still remember that birthday

I can taste still the cake

Smell the curtains, see your face

Sparking candles burning bright,

Close my eyes, and wish tonight

That I'd be a real live cowboy

You got me that new toy

Seem so real when they're on film

I'm older than you were then

I played this film all day and

Could I go back, for just day?

Yeah

You're looking 10 Foot Tall to me , on screen, Oh yeah.

Your blood was young

As we watched the sun

Set down for the night, so we can sleep

On those warm summer nights, fireflies we set our sights

You taught me how catch more than them

It's the map of the past

And the frames moves too fast

And the days don't stop for anyone

I can taste still the cake

Smell the curtains, see your face

Sparking candles burning bright,

Close my eyes, and wish tonight

That I'd be a real live cowboy

You got me that new toy

Seem so real when they're on film

I'm older than you were then

I played this film all day and

Can I go, cause, I'd go today.

Just for one more day

I see my daddy there

Wearing that old shirt

The one he tried to keep real clean

When working in the dirt

When the camera zooming in, it's time for your close-up

Waving right to the lensed, like I was looking in

Found that old box, I'll admit it was a lot

To unpack all those and days and the nights

But I'm left here with you

And the they may be few

But I'll always see that fire in your eyes

The birthday's come and go, and the film stock is real old

But you'll always wear the crown around here