[MEN]
 
I've heard the soul is held
That life and film will meld
The force forever shelled
 
 
Or like a hair from the head
A flower plucked from its bed
Is it just, paper:
Dead?
(A paper grave?)
But yet, for something that's died
 
For us and what's trapped inside
 
Does something try to respond?
 
There's no answer.[WOMEN]
(There)
 
 
 
(Life)
(Still)
 
 
 
Dead?
(A paper grave?)
 
There's some connection implied
 
 
And if a world lies beyond
 
 
Is film an unearthly bond?
There's no answer.