Joe:I started work on the script,

I hacked my way to the thicket,

A maze a fragmented ramblings

Buy a soul in limbo.

She hovered there like a hawk,

Afraid I'd damage her baby.



The house was always so quiet.

Just me and Max and that organ.

No one phoned and nobody ever came.

I couldn't breathe in that room

It was so full of Norma Dezmond

And there was only one

kind of entertainment on hand.



Norma:This was dawn:

There were no rules,

We were so young.

Movies were born;

So many songs

Yet to be sung.

So many roads still unexplored;

We gave the world

New ways to dream.

Somehow we found

New ways to dream.



Joan of arc:

Look at my face,

Isn't it strong?

There in the dark.

Up on the screen,

Where I belong.

We'll show them all

Nothing has changed

We'll give the world

New ways to dream.

Everyone needs

New ways to dream.



Joe:I didn't argue,

Why hurt her,

You don't yell at a sleepwalker

Or she could fall and break her neck.

She smelled of faded roses.

It made me sad to watch her

As she relived her glory.

Poor Norma,

So happy,

Lost in her silver heaven.



Norma:they can't see where the future lies,

They don't recognize a star