[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 nеw ways to dream

[INSTRUMENTAL]

[JOE]
I didn't argue, why hurt her?
You don't yеll 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]
Nothing has changed
We'll give the world new ways to dream
Everyone needs new ways to dream

[JOE, spoken]
In December, the rains came
In one great big package, over-sized, like everything else in California
And it came right through the roof of my room above the garage
So, she had me moved to the main house, to what Max called "The room of the husbands"
And little by little I worked my way through to the end of the script
At which point I might have left
Only by then those two boys from the finance company traced my car and towed it away
And I hadn't seen one single dollar of cash money since I arrived