Washing shot glasses in the boys' bathroom
The apple juice is ready to be poured
Cover up the windows, put up all the lights
The details are not to be ignored
I feel like a child and I feel like a grown-up
Lights, camera, action, and it's time to put my phone up
Always in the moment 'cause where else is there to be
It feels like home and I feel like me
Maybe we're just playing a game right now
But we're playing it pretty damn well, I don't know how
This will go or where I'll be
In a few years, please hire me
I'll be a script supervisor, writer, stand-in, AD
PA, DP, gaffer, grip, 1st AC
I will learn anything
Just let me in the room please
I'd have a ball being the fly on the wall if you'll let me
I just wanna see the other side of the door
I'd have a great time bringing you coffee if you'll let me
And as I gain confidence, one day I'll more want more
Coffee in my bloodstream, a binder in my lap, and
People all around, and a pen in my hand
In the middle of the forest, leaning on a tree
Sitting in the hall outside of 8th floor Tufte
Moving chairs, problem-solving, painting cardboard
Faking street lamps, coiling up cords
Quiet in a corner in a crowded living room
Looking over lines as I wait for filming to resume
I feel like a child and I feel like a grown-up
Lights, camera, action and it's time to put my phone up
Always in the moment 'cause where else is there to be
It feels like home and I feel like me
Maybe we're just playing a game right now
But we're playing it pretty damn well, I don't know how
This will go or where I'll be
In twenty years
Professors say 2 percent will make it
We've all got fears
Maybe we're just playing a game right now
But we're playing it pretty damn well, I don't know how
This will go
I don't know where we'll be