Widescreen paranoia in sixteen millimeters
Dreaming our dreams in cinescope scale
Playing our parts with indecision
While the screenplay fails to tell the tale
Faces in close up with DO NOT DISTURB expressions
Blown up in size to fit the screen
Beauty lies in the eye of the viewer
Blade runners crawl in the streets
While with polaroid eyes we stare into the lense
As we are making love beneath dirty sheets
We're acting in scenes resembling a life
With emotionless movements we stay in the frame
Watching our misery
Waiting to see if the curtain will rise
Lost in the haze of cinescope dreams
Caught in a maze of make believe
Like colour beams are all we own
And the cineplex has become ... has become our home
We hide behind blank masks
With nothing to say
We all write the script, but who's directing the play?
Lost here in the dark
Watch the pictures fade
Please take my hand and lead me home
For far too long I've watched all alone
Lost in the haze of cinescope dreams
Caught in a maze of make believe
Like colour beams are all we own
And the cineplex has become ... has become our home ... our home
Lost in the haze of cinescope dreams
Caught in a maze of make believe
Like colour beams are all I own
And the cineplex has become .. has become my home ... my home
Dreaming our dreams in cinescope scale
Playing our parts with indecision
While the screenplay fails to tell the tale
Faces in close up with DO NOT DISTURB expressions
Blown up in size to fit the screen
Beauty lies in the eye of the viewer
Blade runners crawl in the streets
While with polaroid eyes we stare into the lense
As we are making love beneath dirty sheets
We're acting in scenes resembling a life
With emotionless movements we stay in the frame
Watching our misery
Waiting to see if the curtain will rise
Lost in the haze of cinescope dreams
Caught in a maze of make believe
Like colour beams are all we own
And the cineplex has become ... has become our home
We hide behind blank masks
With nothing to say
We all write the script, but who's directing the play?
Lost here in the dark
Watch the pictures fade
Please take my hand and lead me home
For far too long I've watched all alone
Lost in the haze of cinescope dreams
Caught in a maze of make believe
Like colour beams are all we own
And the cineplex has become ... has become our home ... our home
Lost in the haze of cinescope dreams
Caught in a maze of make believe
Like colour beams are all I own
And the cineplex has become .. has become my home ... my home