Group: Lyrics for Track

My nights are broken up
By the sounds of women I'll never meet
And when my eyes are closed
I can start to feel
You staring at me
The right side of my bed
Has always left me feeling stuck in between

In this first verse, we plan to shoot in the bedroom, with the boy just waking up. It is a very dark, sombre start to the song, and therefore we are going to utilise low-key lighting and a slow-cutting rate. Initially, we would like to show a close-up of the boy, followed by flashbacks to his incomplete work on his desk, as he stares at the picture of his late mother on the wall (this will be depicted with an over-the shoulder shot). When it states "my eyes are closed", we would like to use a side angle, to show him thinking deeply (back in his bed after the flashbacks). Shortly after this, we are going to use a birds eye view looking down on the boy when it states "You staring at me". The last line of this first verse states "Has always left me feeling stuck in between", here we would like to incorporate a cross-cut with his father, who is extremely depressed and emotionless.

Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh

Everything I know
And all the lies I tell myself so I can sleep
Pick apart the pieces you left
Don't you worry about it
Don't you worry about it
Try and give yourself some rest
And let me worry about it
Let me worry about it

This is the first chorus in the song, and at this point the pace of the song picks up which compliments our line of action, which is an argument between the father and son. When it states "Pick apart the pieces" is when we plan to start the argument, and shortly after the "Let me worry about it", there is a clicking noise, which we plan to enhance and use as a door slam as the boy leaves.

You came around to say things
You've been away like I hadn't known
Cuz if I don't wake up
Every single day not seeing you go
As if this moon of ours
Only shines a half to make me feel whole
As if I haven't felt your breath
In every step I take when the wind blows

This verse is similar to the first verse, as it is extremely slow-paced. We would like to have the boy walking in the street, looking extremely depressed and disconsolate, prior to meeting his friends. At this point, we could intercut between the father and son, who are both extremely upset, after the argument and obtrusively grieving over the mother.


Pick apart the pieces you left
Don't you worry about it
Don't you worry about it
Try and give yourself some rest
And let me worry about it
Let me worry about it
chorus again

This is the second chorus of the song, at this point, we would like to show the boy having an argument with his friends, connoting that nothing is going right for him, creating a character exposition.

Pick apart the pieces you left
Don't you worry about it
Don't you worry about it
Try and give yourself some rest
And let me worry about it
Let me worry about it
chorus again

Here we would like to show another cross-cut between the dad and the boy, with the dad drinking excessively, and the boy walking back home distraught. Unlike the previous cross-cut, we would like to have a slightly faster-cutting rate, to coincide with the faster section of the song.

Pick apart the pieces you left
Don't you worry about it
Don't you worry about it
Try and give yourself some rest
And let me worry about it
Let me worry about it
chorus again

This is the last verse of the song, and for this we would like the boy to come home, only to find his dad passed out on the floor next to several bottles. When it states "Don't you worry about it", we would like to show the boy, who is shown to be devastated. For the last two lines of the song, we would like the father and son to come to the realisation that they both effectively need each other, and need to stay strong. This creates a rather emotional, empathetic experience for the viewer.