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Shooting Script Lyrics Visuals
Shooting Script Lyrics Visuals
Lyrics
When the days are cold
and the cards all fold
and the saints we see are
made of gold.
When your dreams all fail
Visuals
Looking around at the wood,
confused at the surroundings.
Close-up shot, miming the lyrics,
in front of hand print wall.
Over-the-shoulder and close-up
shots of walking through woods,
before seeing a blurry figure,
facing away, in the distance.
Close-up shot, miming the lyrics,
in front of hand print wall.
Mid-shot and Over-the-shoulder
of reaching out to grab the
figure.
Front facing Over-the-shoulder
shot of the figure, with the
character reaching out to their
shoulder.
Close-up shot, miming the lyrics,
in front of hand print wall, very
quick flicker of same shot but with
green face paint after the word
all.
Figure turns to reveal the same
person but with green face paint.
Green leans in and looks
judgementally at the character.
Close-up shot, miming the lyrics,
in front of hand print wall, flicking
between him and Green.
Green gives character a final
look over
before shaking his head and
leaving
Character looks confused at the
encounter.
Side angle mid shot of a hand
reaching out to grab the
character.
Close-up shot, miming the lyrics,
in front of hand print wall, very
quick flicker of same shot but with
red face paint after the word
come.