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