Fade away...
Scene fades in on an old abandoned and somewhat overgrown country home. The scene, while in color, seems very grayscale and depressing. As the view moves in toward the front door a young man suddenly fades into view as if from a memory and walks into the house. His hair is bright blonde and his cloths are all white, but seem wrinkled, as if he has just pulled himself out of bed in the cloths he wore yesterday. As the camera follows him down the hall he comes to a stop, but the camera continues to move closer until he twirls around and the scene is nothing more than a close up of his shimmering silver eyes. With a flash the viewer is transported through a thosand one second memories including such things as the first time he met the drummer that marched in front of him in the band, every time they spent together just talking and laughing, the time that they spent the night together so close and warm, the time that he needed him most but knew the answer would still be no...Suddenly the picture returns to that of the old house with the close up of two silver eyes. The viewer realizes that music began durring the play of memories and that the boy with the silver eyes had begun to sing. As the camera backs away yet again you see the other boy fade in, as if from a memory, looked with a pained face at the original boy, then turn and walk away. The blonde boy stumbles forward with an arm outstreched, only to have it pass through the now fadeing form of the second boy. A single tear streaks from silver eyes as the boy turns away from the camera and, still singing, screams at the ceiling while bearing a clenched fist "There's nothing between us anymore..." Striding forward the blonde begins to dissapate as the music fades, leaving the decaying house to sing sad and lonely as the wind blows through its million cracks...