Slideshow

The slides are getting worse
And the film is running out
These few short minutes left
Are all I have to work it out

The film is running slower
As it flows through my empty head
I try to think of things to say
But my mind and body are filled with lead

This slideshow's coming to an end
As the last slide shows upon the screen
It's you saying we can't be we
Then the red curtains cover the screen