You wind the silver spool of gray
Down where the jazz musicians play
The smell of oil and old damp stone
A hidden kingdom all your own
Keep the flicker in your sight
Burn the cellar with the light
Spin the celluloid in gold
Watch the secret tape unfold
A velvet curtain hides the door
Your boots are scuffing on the floor
The upright piano hums a tune
Beneath a painted cardboard moon
Keep the flicker in your sight
Burn the cellar with the light
Spin the celluloid in gold
Watch the secret tape unfold
You catch the angle of the beam
A jagged slice of someone's dream
The brassy horn begins to scream
While white hot flashes start to gleam
Keep the flicker in your sight
Burn the cellar with the light
Spin the celluloid in gold
Watch the secret tape unfold
The reel is spinning way too fast
A frantic ghost from out the past
You hold the lens against your eye
And watch the grainy images fly
Keep the flicker in your sight
Burn the cellar with the light
Spin the celluloid in gold
Watch the secret tape unfold
Cut the power, kill the glow
Let the heavy curtain go
Just a snapshot in the black
And you never wander back
