When We Kill the Creators (2020) Movie Script
1
(gentle music)
Ooh
Out of control
It's a useless fight I know
Oh when love is
Running the show
It punishes us with the
ordinary
With nothing to say
You out by the water
Me getting in your way
Strange things go down
When love comes around
Ooh
(gentle music)
(upbeat music)
When you wake up on my bed
And the wait is like a heart
attack
Which seeing gives
no longer the choice
Been hearing you through my
voice
Nobody knows of looking to my
space
Nobody knows again if my heart
bleeds
I love you
I love you
And as God says it's last call
As my words get scared
And as God says its last call
As my words get scared
(footsteps thudding)
(gentle bass music)
(gentle guitar music)
Hmm
Hmm
Hmm
(car hooting)
Direction of it's soul
(gentle music)
Anywhere we go
(piano playing)
- You see, I'm supposed
to want to do this.
And I don't.
I don't want,
nor do I feel good about doing
it.
So it's just, it feels weird
to...
I'm just trying to tell
you the truth here, you know.
It doesn't.
(beads jingling)
I don't have anything to sing.
[Woman] Amazing grace.
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost
But now I'm found
I was blind
But now, I see
When we've
When we've been there
Ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We've no less days
To sing God's praise
Than when we first begun
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch
Like me
I once was lost
But now, I'm found
I was blind but now, I see
[Man] Hey, Tommy, let's
come in here and listen.
(footsteps approaching)
(car door closes)
(car engine revving)
(Tommy humming)
(piano playing)
(guitar playing)
I'm starting to embrace
all my weaknesses
They've become my
favorite acquaintances
All my friends don't console
me
Anymore
For myself
Hey Tommy.
I've great expectations
Hey.
The waiting around
Stole all my patience
It's not a pretty sight to
witness
As I lay down
Another west coast sun is
setting now
You dig?
It's good.
Everything you do is good,
Tommy.
But it's not going on the
record.
Why?
It's too intimate to...
Fuck it, you know what, I don't
like it.
(lighter flicking)
(lighter thudding)
I don't believe you.
I think you love it.
I don't.
Sorry.
I think you love it.
Just like you love me.
And I think you wanna hate it.
'Cause I don't love you.
And you wanna hate it
cause it's not yours.
And that's just too fucking bad.
Well, actually it is mine.
I own every song that
you sing, you know that.
You're gonna go back to Capital
and you are gonna record
the songs that you said
you were gonna record.
And you're gonna do them as
they are demoed and charted.
And you're gonna do 'em on a
schedule
and you're gonna do the
physical and the photo shoot
and the fucking interview
and every thing that you hate
because that's what you
signed up for, okay.
[Man] You're okay.
Nah.
(footsteps thudding)
You nervous?
Hell yeah, I'm nervous.
(footsteps thudding)
Is she in there yet?
I don't fucking know,
sometimes she just seems
to disappear.
I don't even know when
she comes into the room.
(footsteps thudding)
Listen, assholes.
She can handle it.
She always has.
What are you talking about?
Yeah, you know the reason you're
here,
fucking babysitting her.
You think she don't know?
You think I don't know?
You think the whole studio
doesn't know?
(Tommy exhales)
(metal clanking)
(papers rustling)
I didn't know which brand you
wanted.
So I got you a variety.
You sure did.
(bottles thudding)
Oh, sorry.
Also got your bunch of
juice to choose from.
So where's the vodka?
[Woman] They called and told me
not to--
- Didn't get it.
- [Woman] Called.
That's okay.
It's not your fault.
It's okay.
(footsteps thudding)
Hey Joel, Connor, come on
out here and talk to me.
(footsteps approaching)
What are you guys so worried
about?
You worried about me?
'Cause I'm fine.
Tommy, you know, we just
thought that it'd be better
to finish the session before--
Sing a song for me.
(all chuckles)
How about "Strangers in the
Night?"
Everybody knows that song.
Yep, let's kick it.
(fingers clicking)
Come on.
(guitar music)
- Tommy come on.
- Please.
(gentle music)
Come on.
- All right,
- Sing.
We get your point.
(gentle music)
Come on.
Tommy come on.
There's no reason for this.
Look I know you can't sing.
Everybody knows you can't
sing, that's the point.
Because you don't do what I do.
You shouldn't be telling me what
to do.
That was never our intention.
I just need you guys to
understand what you're trying
to do to me.
And the only way I can
imagine that happening,
is if you do what I do.
So please, step up to the mic
and sing
because if you don't sing, I
won't sing.
Now, count it off again, Grady.
Just like that.
(fingers clicking)
Please.
Strangers in the night,
Exchanging glances
Keep going.
Chances
Making love
The whole night through
Strangers in the night
So we'll just try to get her to
do it...
Hey.
(footsteps thudding)
Where you going?
Out.
(footsteps thudding)
Tommy.
(footsteps thudding)
Look I can't control the
tour, you got insurance.
(footsteps thudding)
I'll be right back.
(footsteps thudding)
Fucking insurance.
Yes, fucking insurance.
I mean, could we be any further
away
than who we were when
we started doing this?
[Walker] No, actually
we couldn't, you know.
Back then I actually loved you,
now I can't stand the sight of
you.
I'm not talking about all that.
I'm you know, I mean, look at
all this.
[Walker] Oh my God.
Fuck it.
Fuck what?
Fuck what?
I mean, you know...
What?
The business that you're in,
huh?
The business that...
What? You one of those artists,
who's like, you know,
"Oh, I just missed the day, man.
I miss the day when we used to
work
in that little studio in my
garage, man.
Remember those days, man, it
was so much better coming up."
I'm so sick of this shit!
Do you really miss those days,
huh?
Do you really miss those days?
- Tell me?
- Maybe.
Because I remember a guy named
Dave
and you had no problem
throwing his ass out,
cause he couldn't get you
where you wanted to be.
- I know...
- So you are where you are.
Aren't you sweetie?
[Tommy] But I'm not
who I was 20 years ago.
(door opens)
[Walker] But that's you.
[Tommy] Yeah.
[Walker] That was your choice.
[Tommy] But you're here.
[Walker] This is not about me.
[Tommy] Why are you making it
about you?
[Walker] You are not
who you were 20 years ago.
You are not that Memphis girl.
No, I'm not.
You are where you are.
You need to show some
gratitude and stop this shit.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe I should, show some
gratitude.
All love and gratitude.
You're right.
(Tommy chuckles)
All the...
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy.
What happened, huh?
What's going on?
I'm just not in the mood.
Tommy.
- What's going on?
- Just not in the mood.
So what do you wanna do?
You wanna go walk downtown,
find those guys you like
to hang with and kill yourself,
huh?
- Is that it?
- Kiss my ass.
Kiss your ass?
- I've been kissing your ass
- Kiss my ass.
- for the past twenty
- You got a lot of nerve
- fucking years.
- talking to me.
- I've been kissing your
childish ass--
No, no, no, I'm not the only one
- that's been on this ride.
- For twenty fucking years.
Fucker.
This is your fucking dream.
Whether you wanna realize
it or not, this is it.
You did it.
I did it with you.
You're not the victim of the
story.
Stop acting like this.
Don't you ever feel any pain?
Oh my God, I am so fucking sick
of you.
I am so fucking sick of you.
I mean, this is so boring.
Don't you get tired of this?
- Don't you get tired?
- Do you think I'm sick and
tired?
Don't you fucking
get tired of this shit?
Don't you?
(footsteps thudding)
You fucking do your physical.
You stay the fuck away from me.
- Just go do your goddamn
physical.
- Fuck your physical.
Okay, well fuck the physical.
- You wanna throw it away?
- Fuck your money.
Great. Let's throw it away.
- We'll throw it away.
- Oh, walk away.
Okay.
I'm not finished.
(footsteps thudding)
(car engine revving)
Hey Jay.
Hey.
How's the day?
You know, not that many people,
but I think you'll dig it, you
know.
Why don't you come on in?
I'm gonna go get a drink.
I wont be long.
(car door opens)
(car door closes)
(car engine revving)
(door opens)
(footsteps approaching)
(gentle music)
There's no better
high than being on stage
singing for people.
So when the show is over.
When the lights are out
and people have gone home,
the only way to repeat it,
is to go for the whiskey,
pill,
(lighter flickers)
smoking.
(gentle music)
And when I smoke that stuff
and get high and I sing,
hell, I even like the way I
sound.
There's no better place to be.
(cigarette burning)
I'm up there with the angels.
I'm up there with God.
It's a lonely, beautiful church.
And I'm the preacher.
My war hero
Put him down, baby
You don't have to fight for me
Stand and watch so long
My war hero
Put him down, baby
You don't have to fight for me
Stand and watch so long
Your ghosts and enemies are
mine now too
Strange as it may seem, I love
you
And your stolen long ago
dreams
Forget the pain you caused
Remember the love you gave
The blame you lay on yourself
There's nothing more
Than a weighted grain
My war hero
Put him down, baby
You don't have to fight for me
Stand and watch so long
Afraid you should before
You know it is me
Standing in the dark
I'm telling you
I'm coming home
Nothing you won't fight
After very long
You had your reasons
Maybe sometimes pray
A few stars will light the way
To who you were before
You went away
My war hero
Put him down baby
You don't have to fight for me
Stand and watch so long
(footsteps thudding)
(suspenseful music)
(door opens)
(soft music)
Billy Holiday down in
Washington,
Kurt Cobain
Sylvia Plath, Chris Cornell,
Keith Lee, Graham Parsons,
Hank Williams, Amy Winehouse,
Tim Buckley, Prince, Ernest
Timmon,
Judy Garland, Hunter Thompson,
Virginia Woolf,
Jimmy Hendrix,
Whitney Houston,
Nick Drake,
Elvis Presley,
Tony Scott,
Donny Hathaway,
Alexander McQueen,
Elliot Smith,
Robert Johnson.
And they all have one thing in
common.
They were creators.
Looking for the words to say
Searching but not finding
Understanding anywhere
When lost in this masquerade
(car door opens)
Both afraid to say
We're just too far away
From being close together
From the start
We tried to talk it over
But the words got in the way
We're lost inside
This lonely game we play
Move on to leaving or
disappear
Every time I see your eyes
No matter how hard I try
[Walker] All right.
So Stacey, how was the crush?
She's taking her time
getting back to us,
but we'll get it done.
So she doesn't wanna do it?
Not really.
Why not?
Gail?
She doesn't wanna talk about the
girl.
That's what they're
gonna wanna talk about.
And to be perfectly honest,
I don't know why she needs to do
it.
All the dates are booked and
she's pretty much sold out.
So get off her back.
She needs to talk about the girl
because it's pretty
much taking over
the tour and the record.
We just need to just put it to
bed.
She's not gonna talk
about it, so that's that.
Okay guys, she's also
going on tour to sell records
and you don't have a record
to sell and that's a problem.
You're such an asshole.
That's enough.
Okay, look. Cole, are
we close to finishing?
Well, she's working and
it's really good stuff.
And there's no schedule for
that.
[Walker] Why haven't
I heard anything Cole?
She's not ready.
All right.
What else?
The photo shoot an
interview with Oscar Mitchell.
That's confirmed.
That's exciting.
Well, it's not exactly
confirmed, confirmed.
I mean, she's probably gonna do
it.
She really likes Oscar.
[Stacey] It's important.
No, I know, I know.
I know that and as I said, I
think she's gonna do it, so.
How do we confirm, I think?
She doesn't really care what you
think
and she's probably gonna do it.
[Walker] Stacey, you
wanna continue please?
Yes.
She doesn't want a new
cover, she wants the one
that she picked the same as the
billboard.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
The one where she's
smoking and in real fur?
I don't think so.
- [Stacey] That one.
- [Walker] I think it's really
good.
- No.
It's great.
[Timothy] Inappropriate.
It's edgy.
Is she gonna show?
I don't know what you
want me to tell you, Walker.
You've known her for twenty
years, so...
she'll deliver.
She always does.
Okay, great.
Thanks so much everyone.
Cole, can you stay behind a sec?
(zipper closes)
(footsteps thudding)
I heard you and Tommy put on
quite
a show at Capital.
Whatever.
I'm over it.
[Cole] What's that mean?
It means I'm over it.
It means I'm done.
I don't wanna work with her
again.
This is last record, last
tour, last everything.
I'm absolutely done with this.
Don't don't even joke
about abandoning her.
She can't take that.
You just finish the record,
okay?
[Tommy] I know what she's
thinking.
I should find her.
I should save her.
I should stay with her.
I should never let her outta my
sight.
She's wondering maybe it's
the girl at the concert
that killed herself.
She's wondering maybe it's her
fault.
Come on, Walker.
Find it.
Come get me.
Find me.
At least you'll know you tried.
Coffee.
(footsteps thudding)
Coffee, coffee, that one.
Dude, like she's gonna show.
Pull a fucking gangster dude.
Yeah dude, badass.
Yeah, totally.
You know, she's fucked up.
She's a drug addict, whatever,
who cares?
I love her.
Yeah.
You know my mom finally
divorced my shitbag dad,
'cause of her last song?
- Yeah.
- Dude.
(footsteps thudding)
[Timothy] Goddamn it.
She'll probably be here.
Oh you think this is a big
fucking joke?
This is all on us, okay.
This is our money, not
yours, not his, not hers.
And where's Oscar?
He's ten minutes away.
Well, it's pretty clear
that she's not showing up.
It's been two hours.
What?
Don't look at me, it's not my
fault.
Whatever.
You and Walker just keep
ignoring the damage.
I have never seen anything like
it.
Let me tell you
something...she's over.
Neither one of you guys wanna
admit that.
Fuck you, Timothy.
(footsteps thudding)
(ice clanking)
(beads jingling)
Hey, brother man.
Hey, Tommy.
Good to see you.
So, new record?
Tour?
What's this, fourteenth?
About that...
You're happy with it?
Yeah.
Tell me about it.
(Tommy laughs)
I think this might
be my last record, man.
[Oscar] Why?
My heart's given out.
Nothing in it anymore.
[Oscar] That's not so good,
Tommy.
Yeah, I keep looking and
looking.
Nothing in there.
Can hardly hear it.
[Oscar] What are you hearing?
Mostly old stuff.
(metal clanking)
Mama's voice.
Santa Boat Creek.
Tony Jo.
Funny what we remember, huh?
[Oscar] Yeah.
What's that you used to sing?
Love her today
Find 100 ways
Compliment what she does
Bring her roses
Just because
If its violins she loves
Let them play
Music.
Songs.
It's the singer who does
all the work for us.
Yeah?
Yeah.
People are born and died of
song.
Fall in love, have children.
Find themselves from their loss.
They remember, love and loss.
Makes 'em better, stronger
and more vulnerable.
All because of song.
Damn, man.
Sound like a poet.
Actually.
It's the intro to the interview.
Tell me more.
Their voices are not theirs.
It's given to them to share,
to fight from the day they are
born.
They die over and over.
They break their own
hearts, so we'll break ours.
From the beat of the heart.
To the drum to the gray.
Pa pa pa
Whoever said the devil was a
man
New song?
Yeah, new song.
I'm an avalanche in this love
I'm gone.
When your eyes are trying see
And you've given up on this
See ya.
Still there's words on paper
No movement in time
Remember what I told you
Hanging on the end of the line
Baby I'm yours to decide
(car engine revving)
Whoever said love was winning
Never played the game
When my clock stops spinning
And the sun down takes the day
Giving was the reason
Want nothing in return
The promise I'll never leave
you baby
And this pain inside
Baby I'm your suicide
Oh hey
(door knocking)
(door knocking)
No need grieving
(door opens)
I'm Tommy Gold.
I know.
(footsteps thudding)
(door closes)
I'm Rodney Rod Waters.
I wanted to come earlier
and tell you how sorry I was.
I saw her before the show.
She was waiting for me.
And then she asked for
autograph and I gave it to her.
And then she hugged me
and wouldn't let me go.
My daughter was having a tough
time,
long before the other night.
She loved you.
She listened to you sing man all
the time.
Practically day and night.
So, nothing but Tommy Gold
around here all the time.
I'm just so sorry.
Sorry.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(gentle music)
Trying to tell you
With words in a song
It's harder than I know
Finding love with you gone
Morning Joe becomes a chore
Music not the same as before
The quiet wind is nothing more
Than a balm to soothe my
unsteady shore
It's not easy loving
There's no joy in wanting
Can't find the beauty
In dreaming
I wake up believing you're
leaving
Stupid me thinking the quiet
Still holds the key to my
mind's riot
[Tommy] So many people
come to me and say,
"Your song got me through this
time."
"We got married to this song."
"When your baby was born,
we played that song
in the birthing room."
I soothe the soul when I sing.
Well.
A couple years ago, a
little girl killed herself,
listening to my music.
I mean, she was listening
to me when she decided...
So I went to see her daddy
and all he could do was
put his arms around me
and tell me how much she loved
me.
And thanked me.
Thanking me.
(gentle music)
(Tommy singing)
(gentle music)
Ah.
I know that song.
(Tommy laughs)
Let's do that.
It's cold in here.
I'm cold.
One more time, I can't get it
right.
(Tommy humming)
One more time.
Like shit.
You know what I mean?
Right there, you're coming back
on the, yeah, on the chorus.
Yes.
Oh
I wonder why love
Came in
Like a blindsided man
All not give a damn
I can taste the weather
Woo
Stirring me up
Stirring me up
Stirring me up
Oh
Stirring
Ooh
Stirring
Stirring
Nobody here anymore
Nobody here anymore
In this room
Where you were one time
Where you were one time
With me
Where you were one time
With me
Nobody here
Nobody here anymore
In this room
Where you were one time
With me
He's been showing up for a
while, but never for this long.
Nobody sees him but me.
I don't know if he's
the dark or the light.
The devil or an angel,
Maybe he's the singer's angel.
There was a storm
The other night
Had to talk to God
Tried to set things right
Church door was locked
I stood in the rain
Waited on an answer
But it never came
My father
Mends his fence
He stands tall
But kinda bent
His hands are warm
And strong
He takes care of his place
He pills along
I believe in living
And giving all I got
I'm strong but know
Except when I'm not
Little piece of daylight
Time to move on
It's just a reminder
Can't go back home
Just a reminder
No no no no no no no
No no
No no
It's just a reminder
No no no
No no no
No no no no no no
No no no no
No no no no no
Yeah
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
No
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
So listen, man.
After tonight I'll hop
on a flight to Memphis.
Need to see some old friends.
No problem.
I'll take you to the airport.
LAX or Burbank?
I got a car.
You sure?
Yeah, you know, I need
to get away for the tour.
I love you.
I love you.
Go get your girl, take a few
days off.
I love you.
How about I just take
you to the airport?
I'm good.
(car door opens)
(gentle music)
Do we ever know love is coming
Is there a warning
Knock at the door
Something tells me love is
coming
And it'll be here, before we
know
Sneaky thing it gets
it's hands around me
Holds me close, makes me
wonder how
Oh it wraps it's roots around
me
Puts me under, on top of the
ground
I wasn't prepared
I'm mad as Hell
Came up stairs and I fell
It's a Fuckover
It's a storm
Long night of talkin'
Till morn
Why wasn't I told
Be forewarned
Love's coming
Love's coming
Love's coming
You know, Elvis?
Some.
You know Hank Williams?
Some.
You're the singer's angel.
Sometimes.
(gentle music)
(water splashing)
(soft music)
(wind whooshing)
(soft music)
(water splashing)
I haven't heard from her.
What do you mean?
She hasn't returned my calls.
[Walker] Cool.
I went to Stanley and she's not
there.
I haven't heard from her
since she turned in the CD.
(footsteps thudding)
[Timothy] This isn't good.
[Walker] I don't get her,
why didn't anybody tell--
She's not returning my calls.
[Timothy] Great.
Find her, Cole.
(footsteps thudding)
Great.
[Timothy] We gonna put
that on a fucking T-shirt?
(glass thudding)
You guys are so naive.
I swear to--
Wait, wait, what does that mean?
Well, if you're not worried
about her,
then why do we even have to talk
about it?
Well, we are worried about her.
Where do you think she
went on a fucking vacation?
I don't know.
Tell us where you think she is.
It doesn't matter where she is.
Wherever she is, she's in
trouble.
If she is even hearing--
- What the fuck?
- What does that mean?
[Cole] Hey, could you
tell Tommy I'm here?
I can't get her on the phone.
I can't get her anywhere.
I haven't seen her, I'm
here to pick up the check.
[Cole] Oh, okay.
Could you let me in or do you
have a key?
Or could you just go in
- and see if she's there?
- No, I don't have key, sorry.
She took the key back.
She doesn't want to be bothered.
She doesn't want to be
bothered, I won't bother her.
(footsteps thudding)
(door knocking)
(window knocking)
Fuck.
Carlton, Jake, let me
know if you've seen Tommy,
will ya?
I dunno where she's gone.
I'm worried, I'm kind of
worried.
Let me know will ya?
Thank you.
(footsteps thudding)
(car engine revving)
Hey, Al, is she there?
No, no, yeah, I'll call her.
All right.
Yep.
Yep.
(phone banging)
Shit.
Loneliness
Puts me in my place
(crowd chattering)
(drums banging)
(crowd chattering)
Why can't we just admit
what everybody knows is true?
- Come on.
- She's not coming.
She's not coming to rehearsal.
She's not coming to the show.
She's not fucking coming.
Just shut up.
(hi-hat dings)
(footsteps thudding)
James, if you guys cared about
her,
as much as you say you do,
you would've intervened before
now.
(crowd chattering)
No.
Shit.
(drums banging)
[Man] What are you losing by
doing this?
My memories, I guess.
All that stuff I've been seeing.
(gentle music)
[Man] I know there's something
else.
(gentle music)
I'm sorry.
[Man] Find grace.
Sitting across from a stranger
You can't live without
A voice that lights your way
Don't know whose it is
A body you don't know
Suddenly belongs
Only to you
Nothing to do when every day
You want to kiss a stranger's
fears away
Strange things go down
When love hangs around
Ooh
The clumsiness of it
The fumbling, crashing, fuck
of it
The bandaged mess
The worn, torn angel scars
It doesn't matter
How we break
When we're falling
Love keeps us crawling
Shoot down the drone
And strange things go down
When love hangs around
Ooh out of control
It's a useless fight I know
When love is running the show
It punishes us with the
ordinary
With nothing to say
You out by the water
Me getting in your way
(soul music)
[Man] When we kill the creators,
we might as well tell the wind
to stop.
All that beauty that
allows us to dream, ends.
We're just workers, moving
door to door, picking up dust.
When we kill the creators,
we become reduced
to the lowest form of ourselves
and our most primitive desires
take over.
When we kill the creators
without malice,
or predetermination, without
even knowing what we've done,
we disconnect the conduit
between God and ourselves.
And that leaves us average.
(soft music)
Hard to dream in the light day
Hard to hide from what they
say
Deep in the dark, I would pray
You would find me some day
It was all that I could do
To not leave without you
It happened in the night
No memory of the fight
I never knew I'd have this
view
You standing for me
And me loving you
Here I am
Standing next to you
Oh, here I am
No fear of yesterday
Oh, here I am standing next to
you
Here I am, no fear, no walking
away
If you get lost
I'm strong enough to come and
find you
If forget about me
I'll stay here to remind you
Tell you that I know
To tell you that I know
It's hard to dream in the
light of day
It's hard to hide from what
they say
And I know deep in my heart
You would pray, you will find
me
Ooh
Here I am
Ooh
Oh, here I am no fear
No yesterday
Here I am
Standing next to you
Here I am no fear
No walking away
If you get lost
I'm strong enough to come and
find you
If you forget about me
I'll stay here to remind you
To tell you that I know
To tell you that I know
It's hard to dream in the
light of day
It's hard to hide from what
they say
And I know deep in my heart
That you will pray
You will find me
Here I am
Here I am
Ooh
(gentle music)
Okay. So cool.
This is what we need to do.
Ah, Edward, the strange
things that's heading on out.
Find a way to get there.
(gentle music)
Ooh baby
Ooh
(drums playing)
I was so high
I can barely sing
But you told me to stay
Don't give up
Like I always do
Ooh, stay near, stay with me
Ooh
Yeah.
[Man] Nice.
- Fine tune.
- Alright.
Wow, okay.
That sounds amazing.
Yeah.
(crowd chattering)
(piano music)
[Man] But it sounds
good with the piano right?
For that one--
Strange things is great, yeah,
because that's the key link.
That's the key link to that.
[Man] Yeah.
(piano music)
(crowd chattering)
You know the big fat bass?
[Man] Yeah.
If you could really just open it
up.
[Woman] I smell it.
I smell it, sometimes
I have to roll in it.
(guitar playing)
(woman humming)
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
It's real tempting
to do that third part.
[Woman] It is I know.
You are a singer.
(woman laughs)
Why don't we try it?
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
I think it should be
Ooh
Sing in on that.
(gentle music)
Hmm
Hmm
I know you're shy
I know you're shy, don't need
a why
I know you're shy
I'll be alone trying
To figure this equation
Wanted you in the night
Lying awake and lonely
When you're in the dark crying
I'll be still in my faith
Knowing I'm right
Bout' loving you
Starving, restless, dizzy and
dumb
I know where you coming from
I know you're shy
Don't need a why
Just come here
Your lips got the best of me
I won't set you free
It's time to get satisfied
Get ready for the cryin'
I know you're shy
Don't need a why
Just come here
Just come here
You'll be straddling your
fences
I'll be holding on to my
wishes
I know you're shy
Don't need a why
Just come here
Just come here
I'll be alone trying
To figure this equation
Wanted you in the night
Lying awake and lonely
When you're in the dark cryin'
I'll be still in my faith
Knowing I'm right
About loving you
Bout' loving you
I know you're shy
Don't need a why
I know you're shy
Don't need a why
(gentle music)
Ooh
Out of control
It's a useless fight I know
Oh when love is
Running the show
It punishes us with the
ordinary
With nothing to say
You out by the water
Me getting in your way
Strange things go down
When love comes around
Ooh
(gentle music)
(upbeat music)
When you wake up on my bed
And the wait is like a heart
attack
Which seeing gives
no longer the choice
Been hearing you through my
voice
Nobody knows of looking to my
space
Nobody knows again if my heart
bleeds
I love you
I love you
And as God says it's last call
As my words get scared
And as God says its last call
As my words get scared
(footsteps thudding)
(gentle bass music)
(gentle guitar music)
Hmm
Hmm
Hmm
(car hooting)
Direction of it's soul
(gentle music)
Anywhere we go
(piano playing)
- You see, I'm supposed
to want to do this.
And I don't.
I don't want,
nor do I feel good about doing
it.
So it's just, it feels weird
to...
I'm just trying to tell
you the truth here, you know.
It doesn't.
(beads jingling)
I don't have anything to sing.
[Woman] Amazing grace.
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost
But now I'm found
I was blind
But now, I see
When we've
When we've been there
Ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We've no less days
To sing God's praise
Than when we first begun
Amazing grace
How sweet the sound
That saved a wretch
Like me
I once was lost
But now, I'm found
I was blind but now, I see
[Man] Hey, Tommy, let's
come in here and listen.
(footsteps approaching)
(car door closes)
(car engine revving)
(Tommy humming)
(piano playing)
(guitar playing)
I'm starting to embrace
all my weaknesses
They've become my
favorite acquaintances
All my friends don't console
me
Anymore
For myself
Hey Tommy.
I've great expectations
Hey.
The waiting around
Stole all my patience
It's not a pretty sight to
witness
As I lay down
Another west coast sun is
setting now
You dig?
It's good.
Everything you do is good,
Tommy.
But it's not going on the
record.
Why?
It's too intimate to...
Fuck it, you know what, I don't
like it.
(lighter flicking)
(lighter thudding)
I don't believe you.
I think you love it.
I don't.
Sorry.
I think you love it.
Just like you love me.
And I think you wanna hate it.
'Cause I don't love you.
And you wanna hate it
cause it's not yours.
And that's just too fucking bad.
Well, actually it is mine.
I own every song that
you sing, you know that.
You're gonna go back to Capital
and you are gonna record
the songs that you said
you were gonna record.
And you're gonna do them as
they are demoed and charted.
And you're gonna do 'em on a
schedule
and you're gonna do the
physical and the photo shoot
and the fucking interview
and every thing that you hate
because that's what you
signed up for, okay.
[Man] You're okay.
Nah.
(footsteps thudding)
You nervous?
Hell yeah, I'm nervous.
(footsteps thudding)
Is she in there yet?
I don't fucking know,
sometimes she just seems
to disappear.
I don't even know when
she comes into the room.
(footsteps thudding)
Listen, assholes.
She can handle it.
She always has.
What are you talking about?
Yeah, you know the reason you're
here,
fucking babysitting her.
You think she don't know?
You think I don't know?
You think the whole studio
doesn't know?
(Tommy exhales)
(metal clanking)
(papers rustling)
I didn't know which brand you
wanted.
So I got you a variety.
You sure did.
(bottles thudding)
Oh, sorry.
Also got your bunch of
juice to choose from.
So where's the vodka?
[Woman] They called and told me
not to--
- Didn't get it.
- [Woman] Called.
That's okay.
It's not your fault.
It's okay.
(footsteps thudding)
Hey Joel, Connor, come on
out here and talk to me.
(footsteps approaching)
What are you guys so worried
about?
You worried about me?
'Cause I'm fine.
Tommy, you know, we just
thought that it'd be better
to finish the session before--
Sing a song for me.
(all chuckles)
How about "Strangers in the
Night?"
Everybody knows that song.
Yep, let's kick it.
(fingers clicking)
Come on.
(guitar music)
- Tommy come on.
- Please.
(gentle music)
Come on.
- All right,
- Sing.
We get your point.
(gentle music)
Come on.
Tommy come on.
There's no reason for this.
Look I know you can't sing.
Everybody knows you can't
sing, that's the point.
Because you don't do what I do.
You shouldn't be telling me what
to do.
That was never our intention.
I just need you guys to
understand what you're trying
to do to me.
And the only way I can
imagine that happening,
is if you do what I do.
So please, step up to the mic
and sing
because if you don't sing, I
won't sing.
Now, count it off again, Grady.
Just like that.
(fingers clicking)
Please.
Strangers in the night,
Exchanging glances
Keep going.
Chances
Making love
The whole night through
Strangers in the night
So we'll just try to get her to
do it...
Hey.
(footsteps thudding)
Where you going?
Out.
(footsteps thudding)
Tommy.
(footsteps thudding)
Look I can't control the
tour, you got insurance.
(footsteps thudding)
I'll be right back.
(footsteps thudding)
Fucking insurance.
Yes, fucking insurance.
I mean, could we be any further
away
than who we were when
we started doing this?
[Walker] No, actually
we couldn't, you know.
Back then I actually loved you,
now I can't stand the sight of
you.
I'm not talking about all that.
I'm you know, I mean, look at
all this.
[Walker] Oh my God.
Fuck it.
Fuck what?
Fuck what?
I mean, you know...
What?
The business that you're in,
huh?
The business that...
What? You one of those artists,
who's like, you know,
"Oh, I just missed the day, man.
I miss the day when we used to
work
in that little studio in my
garage, man.
Remember those days, man, it
was so much better coming up."
I'm so sick of this shit!
Do you really miss those days,
huh?
Do you really miss those days?
- Tell me?
- Maybe.
Because I remember a guy named
Dave
and you had no problem
throwing his ass out,
cause he couldn't get you
where you wanted to be.
- I know...
- So you are where you are.
Aren't you sweetie?
[Tommy] But I'm not
who I was 20 years ago.
(door opens)
[Walker] But that's you.
[Tommy] Yeah.
[Walker] That was your choice.
[Tommy] But you're here.
[Walker] This is not about me.
[Tommy] Why are you making it
about you?
[Walker] You are not
who you were 20 years ago.
You are not that Memphis girl.
No, I'm not.
You are where you are.
You need to show some
gratitude and stop this shit.
Maybe you're right.
Maybe I should, show some
gratitude.
All love and gratitude.
You're right.
(Tommy chuckles)
All the...
Tommy, Tommy, Tommy.
What happened, huh?
What's going on?
I'm just not in the mood.
Tommy.
- What's going on?
- Just not in the mood.
So what do you wanna do?
You wanna go walk downtown,
find those guys you like
to hang with and kill yourself,
huh?
- Is that it?
- Kiss my ass.
Kiss your ass?
- I've been kissing your ass
- Kiss my ass.
- for the past twenty
- You got a lot of nerve
- fucking years.
- talking to me.
- I've been kissing your
childish ass--
No, no, no, I'm not the only one
- that's been on this ride.
- For twenty fucking years.
Fucker.
This is your fucking dream.
Whether you wanna realize
it or not, this is it.
You did it.
I did it with you.
You're not the victim of the
story.
Stop acting like this.
Don't you ever feel any pain?
Oh my God, I am so fucking sick
of you.
I am so fucking sick of you.
I mean, this is so boring.
Don't you get tired of this?
- Don't you get tired?
- Do you think I'm sick and
tired?
Don't you fucking
get tired of this shit?
Don't you?
(footsteps thudding)
You fucking do your physical.
You stay the fuck away from me.
- Just go do your goddamn
physical.
- Fuck your physical.
Okay, well fuck the physical.
- You wanna throw it away?
- Fuck your money.
Great. Let's throw it away.
- We'll throw it away.
- Oh, walk away.
Okay.
I'm not finished.
(footsteps thudding)
(car engine revving)
Hey Jay.
Hey.
How's the day?
You know, not that many people,
but I think you'll dig it, you
know.
Why don't you come on in?
I'm gonna go get a drink.
I wont be long.
(car door opens)
(car door closes)
(car engine revving)
(door opens)
(footsteps approaching)
(gentle music)
There's no better
high than being on stage
singing for people.
So when the show is over.
When the lights are out
and people have gone home,
the only way to repeat it,
is to go for the whiskey,
pill,
(lighter flickers)
smoking.
(gentle music)
And when I smoke that stuff
and get high and I sing,
hell, I even like the way I
sound.
There's no better place to be.
(cigarette burning)
I'm up there with the angels.
I'm up there with God.
It's a lonely, beautiful church.
And I'm the preacher.
My war hero
Put him down, baby
You don't have to fight for me
Stand and watch so long
My war hero
Put him down, baby
You don't have to fight for me
Stand and watch so long
Your ghosts and enemies are
mine now too
Strange as it may seem, I love
you
And your stolen long ago
dreams
Forget the pain you caused
Remember the love you gave
The blame you lay on yourself
There's nothing more
Than a weighted grain
My war hero
Put him down, baby
You don't have to fight for me
Stand and watch so long
Afraid you should before
You know it is me
Standing in the dark
I'm telling you
I'm coming home
Nothing you won't fight
After very long
You had your reasons
Maybe sometimes pray
A few stars will light the way
To who you were before
You went away
My war hero
Put him down baby
You don't have to fight for me
Stand and watch so long
(footsteps thudding)
(suspenseful music)
(door opens)
(soft music)
Billy Holiday down in
Washington,
Kurt Cobain
Sylvia Plath, Chris Cornell,
Keith Lee, Graham Parsons,
Hank Williams, Amy Winehouse,
Tim Buckley, Prince, Ernest
Timmon,
Judy Garland, Hunter Thompson,
Virginia Woolf,
Jimmy Hendrix,
Whitney Houston,
Nick Drake,
Elvis Presley,
Tony Scott,
Donny Hathaway,
Alexander McQueen,
Elliot Smith,
Robert Johnson.
And they all have one thing in
common.
They were creators.
Looking for the words to say
Searching but not finding
Understanding anywhere
When lost in this masquerade
(car door opens)
Both afraid to say
We're just too far away
From being close together
From the start
We tried to talk it over
But the words got in the way
We're lost inside
This lonely game we play
Move on to leaving or
disappear
Every time I see your eyes
No matter how hard I try
[Walker] All right.
So Stacey, how was the crush?
She's taking her time
getting back to us,
but we'll get it done.
So she doesn't wanna do it?
Not really.
Why not?
Gail?
She doesn't wanna talk about the
girl.
That's what they're
gonna wanna talk about.
And to be perfectly honest,
I don't know why she needs to do
it.
All the dates are booked and
she's pretty much sold out.
So get off her back.
She needs to talk about the girl
because it's pretty
much taking over
the tour and the record.
We just need to just put it to
bed.
She's not gonna talk
about it, so that's that.
Okay guys, she's also
going on tour to sell records
and you don't have a record
to sell and that's a problem.
You're such an asshole.
That's enough.
Okay, look. Cole, are
we close to finishing?
Well, she's working and
it's really good stuff.
And there's no schedule for
that.
[Walker] Why haven't
I heard anything Cole?
She's not ready.
All right.
What else?
The photo shoot an
interview with Oscar Mitchell.
That's confirmed.
That's exciting.
Well, it's not exactly
confirmed, confirmed.
I mean, she's probably gonna do
it.
She really likes Oscar.
[Stacey] It's important.
No, I know, I know.
I know that and as I said, I
think she's gonna do it, so.
How do we confirm, I think?
She doesn't really care what you
think
and she's probably gonna do it.
[Walker] Stacey, you
wanna continue please?
Yes.
She doesn't want a new
cover, she wants the one
that she picked the same as the
billboard.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
The one where she's
smoking and in real fur?
I don't think so.
- [Stacey] That one.
- [Walker] I think it's really
good.
- No.
It's great.
[Timothy] Inappropriate.
It's edgy.
Is she gonna show?
I don't know what you
want me to tell you, Walker.
You've known her for twenty
years, so...
she'll deliver.
She always does.
Okay, great.
Thanks so much everyone.
Cole, can you stay behind a sec?
(zipper closes)
(footsteps thudding)
I heard you and Tommy put on
quite
a show at Capital.
Whatever.
I'm over it.
[Cole] What's that mean?
It means I'm over it.
It means I'm done.
I don't wanna work with her
again.
This is last record, last
tour, last everything.
I'm absolutely done with this.
Don't don't even joke
about abandoning her.
She can't take that.
You just finish the record,
okay?
[Tommy] I know what she's
thinking.
I should find her.
I should save her.
I should stay with her.
I should never let her outta my
sight.
She's wondering maybe it's
the girl at the concert
that killed herself.
She's wondering maybe it's her
fault.
Come on, Walker.
Find it.
Come get me.
Find me.
At least you'll know you tried.
Coffee.
(footsteps thudding)
Coffee, coffee, that one.
Dude, like she's gonna show.
Pull a fucking gangster dude.
Yeah dude, badass.
Yeah, totally.
You know, she's fucked up.
She's a drug addict, whatever,
who cares?
I love her.
Yeah.
You know my mom finally
divorced my shitbag dad,
'cause of her last song?
- Yeah.
- Dude.
(footsteps thudding)
[Timothy] Goddamn it.
She'll probably be here.
Oh you think this is a big
fucking joke?
This is all on us, okay.
This is our money, not
yours, not his, not hers.
And where's Oscar?
He's ten minutes away.
Well, it's pretty clear
that she's not showing up.
It's been two hours.
What?
Don't look at me, it's not my
fault.
Whatever.
You and Walker just keep
ignoring the damage.
I have never seen anything like
it.
Let me tell you
something...she's over.
Neither one of you guys wanna
admit that.
Fuck you, Timothy.
(footsteps thudding)
(ice clanking)
(beads jingling)
Hey, brother man.
Hey, Tommy.
Good to see you.
So, new record?
Tour?
What's this, fourteenth?
About that...
You're happy with it?
Yeah.
Tell me about it.
(Tommy laughs)
I think this might
be my last record, man.
[Oscar] Why?
My heart's given out.
Nothing in it anymore.
[Oscar] That's not so good,
Tommy.
Yeah, I keep looking and
looking.
Nothing in there.
Can hardly hear it.
[Oscar] What are you hearing?
Mostly old stuff.
(metal clanking)
Mama's voice.
Santa Boat Creek.
Tony Jo.
Funny what we remember, huh?
[Oscar] Yeah.
What's that you used to sing?
Love her today
Find 100 ways
Compliment what she does
Bring her roses
Just because
If its violins she loves
Let them play
Music.
Songs.
It's the singer who does
all the work for us.
Yeah?
Yeah.
People are born and died of
song.
Fall in love, have children.
Find themselves from their loss.
They remember, love and loss.
Makes 'em better, stronger
and more vulnerable.
All because of song.
Damn, man.
Sound like a poet.
Actually.
It's the intro to the interview.
Tell me more.
Their voices are not theirs.
It's given to them to share,
to fight from the day they are
born.
They die over and over.
They break their own
hearts, so we'll break ours.
From the beat of the heart.
To the drum to the gray.
Pa pa pa
Whoever said the devil was a
man
New song?
Yeah, new song.
I'm an avalanche in this love
I'm gone.
When your eyes are trying see
And you've given up on this
See ya.
Still there's words on paper
No movement in time
Remember what I told you
Hanging on the end of the line
Baby I'm yours to decide
(car engine revving)
Whoever said love was winning
Never played the game
When my clock stops spinning
And the sun down takes the day
Giving was the reason
Want nothing in return
The promise I'll never leave
you baby
And this pain inside
Baby I'm your suicide
Oh hey
(door knocking)
(door knocking)
No need grieving
(door opens)
I'm Tommy Gold.
I know.
(footsteps thudding)
(door closes)
I'm Rodney Rod Waters.
I wanted to come earlier
and tell you how sorry I was.
I saw her before the show.
She was waiting for me.
And then she asked for
autograph and I gave it to her.
And then she hugged me
and wouldn't let me go.
My daughter was having a tough
time,
long before the other night.
She loved you.
She listened to you sing man all
the time.
Practically day and night.
So, nothing but Tommy Gold
around here all the time.
I'm just so sorry.
Sorry.
(door opens)
(door closes)
(gentle music)
Trying to tell you
With words in a song
It's harder than I know
Finding love with you gone
Morning Joe becomes a chore
Music not the same as before
The quiet wind is nothing more
Than a balm to soothe my
unsteady shore
It's not easy loving
There's no joy in wanting
Can't find the beauty
In dreaming
I wake up believing you're
leaving
Stupid me thinking the quiet
Still holds the key to my
mind's riot
[Tommy] So many people
come to me and say,
"Your song got me through this
time."
"We got married to this song."
"When your baby was born,
we played that song
in the birthing room."
I soothe the soul when I sing.
Well.
A couple years ago, a
little girl killed herself,
listening to my music.
I mean, she was listening
to me when she decided...
So I went to see her daddy
and all he could do was
put his arms around me
and tell me how much she loved
me.
And thanked me.
Thanking me.
(gentle music)
(Tommy singing)
(gentle music)
Ah.
I know that song.
(Tommy laughs)
Let's do that.
It's cold in here.
I'm cold.
One more time, I can't get it
right.
(Tommy humming)
One more time.
Like shit.
You know what I mean?
Right there, you're coming back
on the, yeah, on the chorus.
Yes.
Oh
I wonder why love
Came in
Like a blindsided man
All not give a damn
I can taste the weather
Woo
Stirring me up
Stirring me up
Stirring me up
Oh
Stirring
Ooh
Stirring
Stirring
Nobody here anymore
Nobody here anymore
In this room
Where you were one time
Where you were one time
With me
Where you were one time
With me
Nobody here
Nobody here anymore
In this room
Where you were one time
With me
He's been showing up for a
while, but never for this long.
Nobody sees him but me.
I don't know if he's
the dark or the light.
The devil or an angel,
Maybe he's the singer's angel.
There was a storm
The other night
Had to talk to God
Tried to set things right
Church door was locked
I stood in the rain
Waited on an answer
But it never came
My father
Mends his fence
He stands tall
But kinda bent
His hands are warm
And strong
He takes care of his place
He pills along
I believe in living
And giving all I got
I'm strong but know
Except when I'm not
Little piece of daylight
Time to move on
It's just a reminder
Can't go back home
Just a reminder
No no no no no no no
No no
No no
It's just a reminder
No no no
No no no
No no no no no no
No no no no
No no no no no
Yeah
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
No
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
So listen, man.
After tonight I'll hop
on a flight to Memphis.
Need to see some old friends.
No problem.
I'll take you to the airport.
LAX or Burbank?
I got a car.
You sure?
Yeah, you know, I need
to get away for the tour.
I love you.
I love you.
Go get your girl, take a few
days off.
I love you.
How about I just take
you to the airport?
I'm good.
(car door opens)
(gentle music)
Do we ever know love is coming
Is there a warning
Knock at the door
Something tells me love is
coming
And it'll be here, before we
know
Sneaky thing it gets
it's hands around me
Holds me close, makes me
wonder how
Oh it wraps it's roots around
me
Puts me under, on top of the
ground
I wasn't prepared
I'm mad as Hell
Came up stairs and I fell
It's a Fuckover
It's a storm
Long night of talkin'
Till morn
Why wasn't I told
Be forewarned
Love's coming
Love's coming
Love's coming
You know, Elvis?
Some.
You know Hank Williams?
Some.
You're the singer's angel.
Sometimes.
(gentle music)
(water splashing)
(soft music)
(wind whooshing)
(soft music)
(water splashing)
I haven't heard from her.
What do you mean?
She hasn't returned my calls.
[Walker] Cool.
I went to Stanley and she's not
there.
I haven't heard from her
since she turned in the CD.
(footsteps thudding)
[Timothy] This isn't good.
[Walker] I don't get her,
why didn't anybody tell--
She's not returning my calls.
[Timothy] Great.
Find her, Cole.
(footsteps thudding)
Great.
[Timothy] We gonna put
that on a fucking T-shirt?
(glass thudding)
You guys are so naive.
I swear to--
Wait, wait, what does that mean?
Well, if you're not worried
about her,
then why do we even have to talk
about it?
Well, we are worried about her.
Where do you think she
went on a fucking vacation?
I don't know.
Tell us where you think she is.
It doesn't matter where she is.
Wherever she is, she's in
trouble.
If she is even hearing--
- What the fuck?
- What does that mean?
[Cole] Hey, could you
tell Tommy I'm here?
I can't get her on the phone.
I can't get her anywhere.
I haven't seen her, I'm
here to pick up the check.
[Cole] Oh, okay.
Could you let me in or do you
have a key?
Or could you just go in
- and see if she's there?
- No, I don't have key, sorry.
She took the key back.
She doesn't want to be bothered.
She doesn't want to be
bothered, I won't bother her.
(footsteps thudding)
(door knocking)
(window knocking)
Fuck.
Carlton, Jake, let me
know if you've seen Tommy,
will ya?
I dunno where she's gone.
I'm worried, I'm kind of
worried.
Let me know will ya?
Thank you.
(footsteps thudding)
(car engine revving)
Hey, Al, is she there?
No, no, yeah, I'll call her.
All right.
Yep.
Yep.
(phone banging)
Shit.
Loneliness
Puts me in my place
(crowd chattering)
(drums banging)
(crowd chattering)
Why can't we just admit
what everybody knows is true?
- Come on.
- She's not coming.
She's not coming to rehearsal.
She's not coming to the show.
She's not fucking coming.
Just shut up.
(hi-hat dings)
(footsteps thudding)
James, if you guys cared about
her,
as much as you say you do,
you would've intervened before
now.
(crowd chattering)
No.
Shit.
(drums banging)
[Man] What are you losing by
doing this?
My memories, I guess.
All that stuff I've been seeing.
(gentle music)
[Man] I know there's something
else.
(gentle music)
I'm sorry.
[Man] Find grace.
Sitting across from a stranger
You can't live without
A voice that lights your way
Don't know whose it is
A body you don't know
Suddenly belongs
Only to you
Nothing to do when every day
You want to kiss a stranger's
fears away
Strange things go down
When love hangs around
Ooh
The clumsiness of it
The fumbling, crashing, fuck
of it
The bandaged mess
The worn, torn angel scars
It doesn't matter
How we break
When we're falling
Love keeps us crawling
Shoot down the drone
And strange things go down
When love hangs around
Ooh out of control
It's a useless fight I know
When love is running the show
It punishes us with the
ordinary
With nothing to say
You out by the water
Me getting in your way
(soul music)
[Man] When we kill the creators,
we might as well tell the wind
to stop.
All that beauty that
allows us to dream, ends.
We're just workers, moving
door to door, picking up dust.
When we kill the creators,
we become reduced
to the lowest form of ourselves
and our most primitive desires
take over.
When we kill the creators
without malice,
or predetermination, without
even knowing what we've done,
we disconnect the conduit
between God and ourselves.
And that leaves us average.
(soft music)
Hard to dream in the light day
Hard to hide from what they
say
Deep in the dark, I would pray
You would find me some day
It was all that I could do
To not leave without you
It happened in the night
No memory of the fight
I never knew I'd have this
view
You standing for me
And me loving you
Here I am
Standing next to you
Oh, here I am
No fear of yesterday
Oh, here I am standing next to
you
Here I am, no fear, no walking
away
If you get lost
I'm strong enough to come and
find you
If forget about me
I'll stay here to remind you
Tell you that I know
To tell you that I know
It's hard to dream in the
light of day
It's hard to hide from what
they say
And I know deep in my heart
You would pray, you will find
me
Ooh
Here I am
Ooh
Oh, here I am no fear
No yesterday
Here I am
Standing next to you
Here I am no fear
No walking away
If you get lost
I'm strong enough to come and
find you
If you forget about me
I'll stay here to remind you
To tell you that I know
To tell you that I know
It's hard to dream in the
light of day
It's hard to hide from what
they say
And I know deep in my heart
That you will pray
You will find me
Here I am
Here I am
Ooh
(gentle music)
Okay. So cool.
This is what we need to do.
Ah, Edward, the strange
things that's heading on out.
Find a way to get there.
(gentle music)
Ooh baby
Ooh
(drums playing)
I was so high
I can barely sing
But you told me to stay
Don't give up
Like I always do
Ooh, stay near, stay with me
Ooh
Yeah.
[Man] Nice.
- Fine tune.
- Alright.
Wow, okay.
That sounds amazing.
Yeah.
(crowd chattering)
(piano music)
[Man] But it sounds
good with the piano right?
For that one--
Strange things is great, yeah,
because that's the key link.
That's the key link to that.
[Man] Yeah.
(piano music)
(crowd chattering)
You know the big fat bass?
[Man] Yeah.
If you could really just open it
up.
[Woman] I smell it.
I smell it, sometimes
I have to roll in it.
(guitar playing)
(woman humming)
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
It's real tempting
to do that third part.
[Woman] It is I know.
You are a singer.
(woman laughs)
Why don't we try it?
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
Ooh
I think it should be
Ooh
Sing in on that.
(gentle music)
Hmm
Hmm
I know you're shy
I know you're shy, don't need
a why
I know you're shy
I'll be alone trying
To figure this equation
Wanted you in the night
Lying awake and lonely
When you're in the dark crying
I'll be still in my faith
Knowing I'm right
Bout' loving you
Starving, restless, dizzy and
dumb
I know where you coming from
I know you're shy
Don't need a why
Just come here
Your lips got the best of me
I won't set you free
It's time to get satisfied
Get ready for the cryin'
I know you're shy
Don't need a why
Just come here
Just come here
You'll be straddling your
fences
I'll be holding on to my
wishes
I know you're shy
Don't need a why
Just come here
Just come here
I'll be alone trying
To figure this equation
Wanted you in the night
Lying awake and lonely
When you're in the dark cryin'
I'll be still in my faith
Knowing I'm right
About loving you
Bout' loving you
I know you're shy
Don't need a why
I know you're shy
Don't need a why