Norma Desmond:
I love you mum...
Norma Desmond:
boy
Norma Desmond:
do you believe in magic?
Norma Desmond:
the same...
Norma Desmond:
who's licking who now..
Norma Desmond:
he may never forgive me...
Norma Desmond:
a grand day out
Norma Desmond:
whistling boy
Norma Desmond:
he's ready for his close-up
Norma Desmond:
my soul
Norma Desmond:
laughter
Norma Desmond:
the thinker...
Norma Desmond:
hear my soul speak
Norma Desmond:
the world speeds on...
Norma Desmond:
glimpse of an eternity
Norma Desmond:
the mage and dragon staff
Norma Desmond:
on the shoulders of giants
Norma Desmond:
looking for meaning...
Norma Desmond:
oldest swingers in town
Norma Desmond:
they're coming to get me
Norma Desmond:
we used to climb trees...
Norma Desmond:
collisions with the future
Norma Desmond:
how do you sense the world?
Norma Desmond:
not a neurotypical
Norma Desmond:
time alone
Norma Desmond:
forgotten memories
Norma Desmond:
summer fun in the sun!
Norma Desmond:
the shores of our souls
Norma Desmond:
bow before children
