And it ain't shining, it ain't shining, shine, shine, shine.... . There's cracks in the walls in the town of jericho, sirens blaring out a lifetime never told rembrandt at the wall his palate's small, his hopes are tall he writes his name, his claim to fame.
Becky's playing a piece by gershwin on her old piano. She's been playing since her childhood, "too long to recall...". But the chords that fall from her fingertips, are the same.