Hear the wind blow back those sycamore trees   There's a screen test haunting my memories   I've been driving down the boulevard, not much change   It's the same old town, just rearranged   But by the time our feature ended, fear still stood   Like an old time movie, like a film from Hollywood   Oh, my screen goes up, and my lights go down   My picture starts but there is no sound   The only thing I hear is a guitar play   From a lonesome place so far away   And I'd let you do the rewrite now, if I only could   Like an old time movie, like a film from Hollywood   Now when that scene starts to fade out fast   The one where I exit, stage right   And then we cut to the boxing match   Inside the colosseum, with that crowd so ugly   And by the time we see dreams disappear   The audience has learned to cheer   But then fashion changed that underground   It's the same old circus with brand new clowns   And I'm lookin' out this window now on the corner where we stood   Like an old time movie, like a film from Hollywood   Now I never knew how your curtain came down   Or what was backstage in your mind   We never played that lost reel we found   The lights went up, and we'd run out of time   Out of time   And it's only when the curtain's down that the ending's understood   Like an old time movie, like a film from Hollywood