Golden Age Of The Cinema

Written before the pandemic, inspired by a story about a town that rescued an old art deco theater. But the words seem suddenly relevant...

It was the golden age of the cinema before they shut the factories down
You and I would go out for dinner and a movie, then just hang around town
We would share a bag of popcorn while the projectionist changed the reel
It would be remiss not to steal a kiss
In those seats upholstered in teal

Now everyone's watching the small screen
And the lovers just stay at home
The neon's dark on the Bijou marquee
And the streets are all sepiatone

We had our golden age of the silver screen, now the silver's in our hair
Our shadows pass by empty storefronts, holding hands on Theater Square

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posted by AppleSeed (1 comment total)

Someone pointed out there is a "missing" penultimate verse. It would be something like this:

And now we share a kiss on the sofa
By the blue glow of the TV
The credits roll like an ancient scroll
Of a fading memory
posted by AppleSeed at 8:49 PM on May 3, 2020