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ArtistIf you close the door, the night could last forever Leave the sunshine out and say hello to never All the people are dancing, and they're having such fun I wish it could happen to me But if you close the door I'd never have to see the day again If you close the door, the night could last forever Leave the wineglass out and drink a toast to never Oh, someday, I know someone will look into my eyes And say, "Hello, you're my very special one" But if you close the door I'd never have to see the day again Dark party bars, shiny Cadillac cars And the people on subways and trains Looking gray in the rain as they stand disarrayed Oh, but people look well in the dark And if you close the door, the night could last forever Leave the sunshine out and say hello to never All the people are dancing, and they're having such fun I wish it could happen to me 'Cause if you close the door I'd never have to see the day again I'd never have to see the day again, once more I'd never have to see the day again (((One single image. No text at all.)))
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After Hours - The Velvet Underground
The song "After Hours" by The Velvet Underground is sung by drummer Maureen "Moe" Tucker.
A medium, eye-level shot captures a moody woman in a dark dress watching a party through a doorway, with a window on the left. The woman stands in the center foreground, her head turned to the right as she watches the party. She has long, dark brown hair styled in a bun with tendrils falling around her face. Her back is turned toward the viewer, and she wears a dark, backless spaghetti-strap dress. She has dark, natural makeup, and her hands, with manicured fingernails, gently touch the open doorframe. She stands in a dimly lit room with walls painted in a soft gray. On the left, a tall window reveals a rainy night with bright purple and blue clouds, overlooking a glittering cityscape with tall buildings under the night sky. In front of the window, a small wooden table holds a table lamp with a pleated white lampshade and a glass of red wine. Above the table, a framed picture depicts a rural scene. Through the open doorway on the right, a vibrant party is underway, illuminated by pink and purple lights from a large disco ball hanging from the ceiling. A crowd of people dances and mingles in the background, their silhouettes and forms lit up by
