Threads Deep Within

PMV: Brooklyn Baby

Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da

*me racing jetta through the valley; vintage greaser vibes*

Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da

*i pick up my friend with his band shit, we set up in my now-empty shed at my house*

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da

*image pans through beautifully decorated/organized interior of the shed; there are tapestries, equipment, candles, fairy lights, plants, etc.*

They say I'm too young to love you

*me smiling at her (lover) from afar, she longingly looks to me*

I don't know what I need

*me faced with a line of women, looking away frantically; she comes out in center of them; light path*

They think I don't understand

*frame of me being threatened at gathering by militia whilst giving speech*

The freedom land of the seventies

*i transform into my Evita outfit whilst on podium*

I think I'm too cool to know ya

*my eyes narrow through the crowd, seeing teachers and their admiration*

You say I'm like the ice, I freeze

*i whip out fencing swords to show I'm armed, after i conclude speech, applause roars from all; i freeze in shock/relief*

I'm churnin' out novels like

*quick snap/flash of a camera followed by news article snip-it to show how my moment  captured history*

Beat poetry on Amphetamines

*lover sitting in her room by candles and lights, writing shit about us*

I say

*me and her sitting on the roof of the jetta, as she shows me her works*

I say

*i kiss her, agree to merge her work with mine, make song outta it*

Well, my boyfriend's in a band

*image pans to film of me performing /practicing shit with friend*

He plays guitar while I sing Lou Reed

*i sing, then pull lover close as friend(s) and i practice, spin her around/waltz*

I've got feathers in my hair

*spotlight lands on lover; shiny/starry appearance*

I get down to Beat poetry

*me showing her my works and poems; her eyes tear, she hugs me from behind*

And my jazz collection's rare

*me smiling as i show her my vinyls, we dance in my room wearing vintage dresses*

I can play most anything

*i back her up against the wall, start making out*

I'm a Brooklyn baby

*she smiles up at me, kisses my neck, scene goes black*