I never had that many friends growing up

I never had that many friends growing up

So I learned to be

Ok with

Just me, just me, just me, just me

And I'll be fine on the outside

I like to eat in school by myself

Anyway

So I'll just stay

Right here, right here, right here, right here

And I'll be fine on the outside

So I just sit in my room after hours with the moon

And think of who knows my name

Would you cry if I died

Would you remember my face?

So I left home, I packed up and l moved

Far away

From my past one day

And I laugh, I laugh, I laugh, I laugh

And I sound fine on the outside

Sometimes I feel lost, sometimes I'm confused

Sometimes I find

That I am not alright

And I cry, and I cry, and I cry.

So I just sit in my room after hours with the moon

And think of who knows my name

Would you cry if I died

Would you remember my face?

Priscilla Ahn - Fine On The Outside 

To James, with love

È da un po' di tempo che non scrivo seriamente sul blog: so che non si dovrebbe mai abbandonare il proprio spazio troppo a lungo, smettere di condividere i post e di fare sentire la propria presenza viva nel grande oceano mare della rete, ma a volte life happens, ci si perde qualche pezzo, si cerca di aggiustarsi e non si riesce a mettere la testa lì dove dovrebbe stare, davanti allo schermo del pc sulla pagina bianca che resta in bozza per settimane.

Il caro vecchio blog però è ancora qui, e oggi mi sembrava giusto trovare qualche minuto di tempo da dedicargli perchè quando death happens c'è sempre bisogno di fermarsi un attimo e mettere in ordine i pensieri, anche se si tratta di una persona non legata a noi da vincoli di sangue o di stretta vicinanza: perchè ieri James Horner se ne è andato e con lui un altro pezzo della mia infanzia e della mia adolescenza, volato via da qualche parte in quel luogo dove tutti i nostri ricordi cercano riparo dalla tempesta per tornare ogni tanto, quando sei solo e resti fermo con lo sguardo fisso verso l'alto, per aiutarti a capire dove sei finito e dove stai andando.

Chi conosce questo spazio sa bene quanto la visione di Titanic abbia significato per la mia formazione cinematografica e nessuno potrebbe mai mettere in dubbio che le musiche di Horner abbiano fatto parte integrante della magia dalla quale i miei occhi da undicenne hanno avuto la fortuna di essere investiti: è stato allora, nell'ossessiva ricerca fra una stazione radio e l'altra di una versione di My Heart Will Go on abbastanza pulita e non rovinata dalla voce dello speaker che la mia passione per la musica, e in particolare per le colonne sonore, ha messo solide radici: una vecchia cassetta consumata che conta ben 5 versioni del pezzo (la classica, la demo del film e qualche altro remix da disco) e alcuni brani dell'ost originale beccati al volo durante un quiz che invitava gli ascoltatori a indovinare il film da cui provenivano (giusto qualche minuto sparso, ma non avendo ancora il lettore cd ed essendo sprovvista dell'audiocassetta erano una vera e propria manna dal cielo) ne è la prova inconfutabile.

Ricordare James Horner come l'autore delle musiche di Titanic sarebbe però ingiusto e riduttivo: è vero, la malinconia e il vuoto che si infondono nelle musiche del film di Cameron e che per quanto mi riguarda raggiungono l'apice nei pochi devastanti minuti in cui, alla fine del film, le luci si spengono sott'acqua lasciando il relitto della nave solo nell'oscurità, a consumarsi sotto il peso dei sogni e delle speranze che una sola tragica notte aveva spezzato per sempre, rimarrà sempre dentro di me, ma la storia del mio legame con James racconta di molte altre avventure, ciascuna grandiosa e preziosa a suo modo.
Potremmo parlare dei numeri danzanti nel tema principale di A Beautiful Mind, delle note che cavalcavano instancabili a fianco del selvaggio Tristan Ludlow in Legends of The Fall, dell'urlo di libertà di Mel Gibson nell'incitazione alla battaglia più galvanizzante della storia del cinema, della crescente e pericolosa curiosità di Fievel e della dolcezza infinita del piano che accompagnava Casper quando chiedeva all'amica Kat se poteva tenerla con sè, della metallica operosità della macchine di Asimov nell'Uomo Bicentenario e del canto di un eroe perso nella notte dei tempi, mai mai dimenticato, sotto le roventi mura di Troia nell'omonimo film con Brad Pitt ed Eric Bana: musiche di ampio respiro, sentimentali sì ma anche profondamente malinconiche e tristi di rimpianti e occasioni sfuggenti, storie di uomini perduti e ritrovati e di mondi non ancora pronti per accoglierne coraggio e grandezza, spirito e immaginazione. 

Provare a trasmettere in soli 10 brani il senso di meraviglia racchiusa nell'opera di James Horner era un'impresa talmente impossibile che ho dovuto immediatamente rinunciare: alla fine la scelta è ricaduta su 15 pezzi, fra quelli che per varie ragioni significano di più per la sottoscritta, giusto perchè un post con oltre 20 video avrebbe potuto spaventare anche i lettori più impavidi. 

Così, mentre saluto un'altra parte di me che ne va e che, per citare Rose Dawson, vivrà sempre nei miei ricordi, penso alle parole della bellissima canzone finale di Troy (un film con un sacco di difetti ma al quale tengo comunque molto, per ragioni che non è opportuno approfondire in questa sede), cantata da Josh Groban, "remember me": 

"I am the one voice in the cold wind, that whispers

And if you listen, you'll hear me call across the sky

As long as I still can reach out, and touch you

Then I will never die"

Goodbye James. As long as I still can listen to your immortal music, you'll never die for me. Never.

 

Let no man steal your thyme

Come all you fair and tender girls
That flourish in your prime,
Beware, beware, keep your garden fair
 Let no man steal your thyme,
Let no man steal your thyme.

For when your thyme it is past and gone
He'll care no more for you
And every place where your thyme was waste
Will all spread o'er with rue, rue,
Will all spread o'er with rue.

The gardener's son was standing by,
Three flowers he gave to me.
The pink, the blue and the violet too
And the red, red rosy tree, tree,
And the red, red rosy tree.

But I refused the red rose bush
And gained the willow tree,
That all the world may plainly see
How my love slighted me,
How my love slighted me.

Matthias, Matthias...why art thou Matthias? (GIVE ME THIS MOVIE NOW AND NO ONE WILL GET HURT)

Votre voix aux sons caressants

Parlez-moi d'amour

Redites-moi des choses tendres

Votre beau discours

Mon cœur n'est pas las de l'entendre

Pourvu que toujours

Vous répétiez ces mots suprêmes

Je vous aime

Vous savez bien

Que dans le fond je n'en crois rien

Mais cependant je veux encore

Écouter ces mots que j'adore

Votre voix aux sons caressants

Qui les murmure en frémissant

Me berce de sa belle histoire

Et malgré moi je veux y croire

Il est si doux

Mon cher trésor, d'être un peu fou

La vie est parfois trop amère

Si l'on ne croit pas aux chimères

Le chagrin est vite apaisé

Et se console d'un baiser

Du cœur on guérit la blessure

Par un serment qui le rassure

§

Talk to me of love

tell me tender things once more

your beautiful speech

my heart doesn't get tired of listening to it

provided that you always

repeat those supreme words:

"I love you"

You know well

that deep inside me I don't believe any of them

but nonetheless I still want to

listen to those words which I adore

your voice with its caressing sounds

whispering tremulously

deludes me with its beautiful story

and despite myself, I want to believe in it

He's so sweet

my beloved treasure, he's a bit crazy

life is sometimes too bitter

if we don't believe in chimaeras

grief eases up quick

and consoles itself with a kiss

we heal the wound of our heart

with an oath which reassures it

Parlez-moi d'amour
 Lucienne Boyer

With your big eyes And your big lies

With your big eyes

And your big lies

With your big eyes

And your big lies

I saw you creeping around the garden

What are you hiding?

I beg your pardon don't tell me "nothing"

I used to think that I could trust you

I was your woman

You were my knight and shining companion

To my surprise my loves demise was his own greed and lullaby

With your big eyes, and your big lies

With your big eyes, and your big lies

I noticed you got hot in summer you had no comfort

Your shirt was cotton your face was sunburned

You paced around like you'd been waiting

Waiting for something

Your world was burning and I stood watching

As I looked on the flames grew high you watched me frown

I said "goodbye"

With your big eyes, and your big lies

With your big eyes, and your big lies

Is it me was I wrong to have trusted you

Did I see what I wanted, what wasn't true?

Was I wrong to go on like a little fool?

It's amazing what women in love will do

With your big eyes

And your big lies

With your big eyes

And your big lies

Big Eyes
Lana Del Rey

A harts kon benken, veynen on trern

Shteyt a bocher, shteyt un tracht,

Tract un tracht dem gantze nacht:

Vemen tsu nemen un nit farshemen?

Vemen tsu nemen un nit farshemen?

Tumbala, tumbala, tum balalaika

Tumbala, tumbala, tum balalaika

Tum balalaika, shpil balalaika

Tum balalaika, freylach zol seyn.

Meydl, meydl, ch'vel bay dir fregn:

Vos kon vaksn, vaksn on regn?

Vos kon brenen un nit oyfhern ?

Vos kon benken, veynen on trern?

Narisher bocher, vos darfstu fregn?

A shteyn kon vaksn, vaksn on regn.

Libe kon brenen, un nit oyfhern.

A harts kon benken, veynen on trern.

§

A young man stands, stands and ponders

He ponders and ponders all night long:

Whom to choose and not offend?

Whom to choose and not offend?

Sound bala, sound bala, sound balalaika

Sound bala, sound bala, sound balalaika

Sound balalaika, play balalaika

Sound balalaika, be joyful.

Maiden, maiden, can I ask you?

What can grow, grow without rain

What can burn, burn and not stop

What can cry, cry without tears?

Foolish young man, what are you asking?

A stone can grow, grow without rain,

Love can burn, burn and not stop

A heart can cry, cry without tears.

Tum balalaika (Sound balalaika)

Children's Song in Yiddish

Prendimi l'anima (The Soul Keeper) Soundtrack

I've seen this movie for the first time many years ago and I've never forgotten it (say what you want, but for me A Dangerous Method was almost a complete failure). Today, this is the only song I can think about.

I bid you all a very fond farewell

I saw the light fade from the sky 

On the wind I heard a sigh 

As the snowflakes cover my fallen brothers 

I will say this last goodbye 

Night is now falling 

So ends this day 

The road is now calling 

And I must away 

Over hill and under tree 

Through lands where never light has shone 

By silver streams that run down to the sea 

Under cloud, beneath the stars 

Over snow one winter’s morn 

I turn at last to paths that lead home 

And though where the road then takes me 

I cannot tell 

We came all this way 

But now comes the day 

To bid you farewell 

Many places I have been 

Many sorrows I have seen 

But I don’t regret 

Nor will I forget 

All who took the road with me 

Night is now falling 

So ends this day 

The road is now calling 

And I must away 

Over hill and under tree 

Through lands where never light has shone 

By silver streams that run down to the sea 

To these memories I will hold 

With your blessing I will go 

To turn at last to paths that lead home 

And though where the road then takes me 

I cannot tell 

We came all this way 

But now comes the day 

To bid you farewell 

I bid you all a very fond farewell.

The Last Goodbye
Billy Boyd

This is not a farewell. Not for me.

Wear a necklace of hope, Side by side with me

Are you, are you

Coming to the tree?

They strung up a man

They say who murdered three.

Strange things did happen here

No stranger would it be

If we met at midnight

In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you

Coming to the tree?

Where dead man called out

For his love to flee.

Strange things did happen here

No stranger would it be

If we met at midnight

In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you

Coming to the tree?

Where I told you to run,

So we'd both be free.

Strange things did happen here

No stranger would it be

If we met at midnight

In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you

Coming to the tree?

Wear a necklace of hope,

Side by side with me.

Strange things did happen here

No stranger would it be

If we met at midnight

In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you

Coming to the tree?

Where I told you to run,

So we'd both be free.

Strange things did happen here

No stranger would it be

If we met at midnight

In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you

Coming to the tree?

They strung up a man

They say who murdered three.

Strange things did happen here

No stranger would it be

If we met at midnight

In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you

Coming to the tree?

Where dead man called out

For his love to flee.

Strange things did happen here

No stranger would it be

If we met at midnight

In the hanging tree.

The Hanging Tree

Jennifer Lawrence - The Lumineers

Words as weapons sharper than knives

Here comes the woman

With the look in her eye

Raised on leather

With flesh on her mind

Words as weapons sharper than knives

Makes you wonder how the other half die

The other half die

The devil inside

The devil inside

Every single one of us the devil inside

Here come the man

With the look in his eye

Fed on nothing

But full of pride

Look at them go

Look at them kick

Makes you wonder how the other half live

The other half live

The devil inside

The devil inside

Every single one of us the devil inside

The devil inside

The devil inside

Every single one of us the devil inside

The devil inside

The devil inside

Every single one of us the devil inside

The devil inside

"Devil Inside"

 INXS (London Grammar cover)

IT'S COMING...

I'll sing to you for the rest of your life

Well, I never been a man of many words

And there's nothing I could say that you haven't heard

But I'll sing you love songs 'till the day I die

The way I'm feeling 

I can't keep it inside

I'll sing a sweet serenade whenever you're feeling sad

And a lullaby each night before you go to bed

I'll sing to you for the rest of your life

The way I'm feeling

I can't keep it inside

No, I can't keep it inside

I Can't Keep It Inside
  Benedict Cumberbatch
(August: Osage County ost)

I just don't know how to deal with the tenderness of this scene.

The cold never bothered me anyway

The snow glows white on the mountain tonight

Not a footprint to be seen

A kingdom of isolation

And it looks like I'm the queen

The wind is howling like this swirling storm inside

Couldn't keep it in, heaven knows I tried

Don't let them in, don't let them see

Be the good girl you always have to be

Conceal, don't feel, don't let them know

Well, now they know

Let it go, let it go

Can't hold it back anymore

Let it go, let it go

Turn away and slam the door

I don't care what they're going to say

Let the storm rage on

The cold never bothered me anyway

It's funny how some distance makes everything seem small

And the fears that once controlled me can't get to me at all

It's time to see what I can do

To test the limits and break through

No right, no wrong, no rules for me

I'm free

Let it go, let it go

I am one with the wind and sky

Let it go, let it go

You'll never see me cry

Here I stand and here I'll stay

Let the storm rage on

My power flurries through the air into the ground

My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around

And one thought crystallizes like an icy blast

I'm never going back, the past is in the past

Let it go, let it go

And I'll rise like the break of dawn

Let it go, let it go

That perfect girl is gone

Here I stand in the light of day

Let the storm rage on

The cold never bothered me anyway

Let It Go

Idina Menzel

(Frozen soundtrack)

Approfitto di questo post canterino per dirvi che un estratto dalla mia recensione di Frozen è stato pubblicato su Best Movie di febbraio! Come si dice...THE COLD NEVER BOTHERED ME ANYWAY! :)

Keep watching over Durin's son

Oh, misty eye of the mountain below

 Keep careful watch of my brothers' souls 

And should the sky be filled with fire and smoke

 Keep watching over Durin's son

 If this is to end in fire 

Then we shall all burn together 

Watch the flames climb high into the night

 Calling out father, stand by and we will 

Watch the flames burn auburn on the mountain side 

 And if we should die tonight

 Then we should all die together

 Raise a glass of wine for the last time

 Calling out father, prepare as we will 

Watch the flames burn auburn on the mountain side 

Desolation comes upon the sky

 Now I see fire, inside the mountain

 I see fire, burning the trees 

And I see fire, hollowing souls I see fire, blood in the breeze

 And I hope that you'll remember me

 Oh, should my people fall 

Then surely I'll do the same

 Confined in mountain halls

 We got too close to the flame

 Calling out father hold fast and we will 

Watch the flames burn auburn on the mountain side 

Desolation comes upon the sky

 Now I see fire, inside the mountain

 I see fire, burning the trees

 I see fire, hollowing souls

 I see fire, blood in the breeze 

And I hope that you'll remember me 

 And if the night is burning I will cover my eyes

 For if the dark returns then 

My brothers will die 

And as the sky's falling down

 It crashed into this lonely town 

And with that shadow upon the ground

 I hear my people screaming out 

 Now I see fire, inside the mountain 

I see fire, burning the trees

 I see fire, hollowing souls

 I see fire, blood in the breeze

 I see fire, oh you know I saw a city burning (fire) 

I see fire, feel the heat upon my skin (fire) 

And I see fire (fire) 

And I see fire burn auburn on the mountain side

§

Ed Sheeran

I see Fire

The Dragon is rising...

Lorsque l'amour entre nos doigts Comme le sable glisse

Comme la pluie nous manque parfois

Un orage aurait plus d'allure

Pour se crier ces choses-là

Se jeter ces mots à la figure

Comme la pluie nous manque parfois

Comme le soleil nous tue

Comme ses rayons nous semblent froids

Quand on ne s'aime plus

Comme les forces nous manquent parfois

Une bagarre aurait plus de gueule

Passer ton visage à tabac

Qu'enfin plus personne n'en veule

Comme les forces nous manquent parfois

Comme nos bras nous trahissent

Lorsque l'amour entre nos doigts

Comme le sable glisse

Comme les pleurs nous manquent parfois

Un mélo aurait plus de classe

Quelques larmes, nous valons bien ça

Mais c'est trop demander hélas

Comme les pleurs nous manquent parfois

Comme la nuit nous manque parfois

Le noir serait plus à mon goût

Ces étoiles comme autant de croix

Tout un ciel en deuil de nous

Comme la nuit nous manque parfois

Comme elle tarde à venir

Quand elle tombe, ne trembles-tu de ça ?

Toutes ces nuits à venir...

§

As the rain sometimes misses us

A thunderstorm would have more look

To shout these things

Cast it these words in the face

As the rain sometimes misses us

As the sun kills us

As his beams seem to us cold

When we don’t love each other any more

As the strengths sometimes miss us

A fight would have more mouth

Beat up your face

That finally more nobody don’t want it

As the strengths sometimes miss us

As our arms betray us

When the love between our fingers

As the sand slides

As tears sometimes miss us

A melodrama would have more class

Some tears, we are well worth that

But it is too much to ask regrettably

As tears sometimes miss us

As night sometimes misses us

The black would be more for my taste

These stars as so many crosses

A whole sky in mourning of us

As the night sometimes misses us

As it delays coming

When it falls, do you tremble with that?

All these coming nights...

Alex Beaupain

Grégoire Leprince-Ringuet

Comme la pluie

She broke my heart but I love her just the same now

Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah (x2)

I got a certain little girl she's on my mind

No doubt about it she looks so fine

She's the best girl that I ever had

Sometimes she's gonna make me feel so bad 

Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah (x2)

Hush, hush

I thought I heard her calling my name now

Hush, hush

She broke my heart but I love her just the same now

Hush, hush

Thought I heard her calling my name now

Hush, hush

I need her loving and I'm not to blame now

(Love, love)

They got it early in the morning

(Love, love)

They got it late in the evening

(Love, love)

Well, I want that, need it

(Love, love)

Oh, I gotta gotta have it

She's got loving like quicksand

Only took one touch of her hand

To blow my mind and I'm in so deep

That I can't eat and I can't sleep

Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah (x2)

(Listen)

Hush, hush

Thought I heard her calling my name now

Hush, hush

She broke my heart but I love her just the same now

Hush, hush

Thought I heard her calling my name now

Hush, hush

I need her loving and I'm not to blame now

(Love, love)

They got it early in the morning

(Love, love)

They got it late in the evening

(Love, love)

Well, I want that, need it

(Love, love)

Hey, I gotta gotta have it

Nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah, nah-nah-nah (x2)

Nahhh, nah-nah-nahhh, nah-nah-nahhh, nah-nah-nahhh....

Deep Purple 

Hush

That's the start not the close

Tell me the way you've been (so long)

I want to go along and pretend that it's dawn

That's the start not the close

I'm your friend not your post

We're under Wolf's Law

Another new scene that flies

Another empty picture for this collage of mine

Want to pull it back

And pretend that it's dark

That we made it here unharmed

I'm your friend not your guard

And we're under Wolf's Law

I'll take the gambling way

Let's send it spiraling

Just to visit that box

Don't wait, let's go, go, go

Don't wait, let's go, go, go

The Joy's Formidable
Wolf's Law

Despite everything that has happened, I still believe in Downton Abbey and I don't think It's right to blame entirely Mr Fellowes for the Choices made by some actors and their conseguences on the plot...I know it won't be easy, but this 4th series could really mark a new beginning. And Mr Cullen's smile seems so reassuring...we'll see.

Su cinefilos serie tv: Ecco il Trailer della quarta serie di Downton Abbey

Just the Two of us against the rest of the world

Oh morning come bursting the clouds amen
Lift off this blindfold let me see again
Bring back the water let your ships roll in
In my heart she left a hole

The tightrope that I’m walking just sways and ties
The devil as he’s talking to those angel’s eyes
And I just want to be there when the lightening strikes
And the saints go marching in

And sing
Slow it down
Through chaos as it swirls
It's us against the world

Like a river to a raindrop I lost a friend
My drunken hazard Daniel in a lion's den
And tonight I know it all has to begin again
So whatever you do, don’t let go

If we could float away
Fly up to the surface and just start again
Lift off before trouble just erodes us in the rain
Just erodes us in the rain
Just erodes us and see roses in the rain saying

Slow it down
Through chaos as it swirls
It's us against the world

Through chaos as it swirls
It's us against the world

Coldplay

 Us against The World

§

"The thrill of the chase, the blood pumping through your veins...Just the two of us against the rest of the world."

And Suddenly this song seems perfect for the occasion...Sherlock is coming back and I can't wait! ( All the Other Dramas look pretty amazing too)

He’s my sun, he makes me shine, like diamonds

I’ve seen the world

Done it all

Had my cake now

Diamonds, brilliant

In bel air now

Hot summer nights, mid july

When you and I were forever wild

The crazy days, city lights

The way you’d play with me like a child

Will you still love me

When i’m no longer young and beautiful?

Will you still love me

When i’ve got nothing but my aching soul?

I know you will, I know you will

I know that you will

Will you still love me when i’m no longer beautiful?

I’ve seen the world, lit it up

As my stage now

Changeling angels in a new age now

Hot summer days, rock n roll

The way you play for me at your show

And all the ways I got to know

Your pretty face and electric soul

Will you still love me

When i’m no longer young and beautiful?

Will you still love me

When i’ve got nothing but my aching soul?

I know you will, I know you will

I know that you will

Will you still love me when i’m no longer beautiful?

Dear lord, when I get to heaven

Please let me bring my man

When he comes tell me that you’ll let him

Father tell me if you can

All that grace, all that body

All that face, makes me wanna party

He’s my sun, he makes me shine like diamonds

And will you still love me

When i’m no longer young and beautiful?

Will you still love me

When i’ve got nothing but my aching soul?

I know you will, I know you will

I know that you will

Will you still love me when i’m no longer beautiful?

Will you still love me when i’m no longer beautiful?

Will you still love me when i’m not young and beautiful?

Lana Del Rey

Young And Beautiful

I have sprayed you into my eyes

Indochina, Capa jumps Jeep, two feet creep up the road 

To photo, to record meat lumps and war, 

They advance as does his chance – very yellow white flash. 

A violent wrench grips mass, rips light, tears limbs like rags, 

Burst so high finally Capa lands, 

Mine is a watery pit. Painless with immense distance 

From medic from colleague, friend, enemy, foe, 

him five yards from his leg,

 From you Taro. 

Do not spray into eyes – I have sprayed you into my eyes. 

3:10 pm, Capa pends death, quivers, last rattles, last chokes 

All colours and cares glaze to grey, shrivelled and stricken to dots, 

Left hand grasps what the body grasps not – le photographe est mort. 

3.1415, alive no longer my amour, faded for home May of ‘54 

Doors open like arms my love, Painless with a great closeness 

To Capa, to Capa Capa dark after nothing, 

re-united with his leg and with you, Taro. 

Do not spray into eyes – I have sprayed you into my eyes. 

Hey Taro!

Taro

Alt-J (∆) 

Tom Hiddleston and Hayley Atwell are going to play Robert Capa and Gerda Taro and it just seems so right to me. I'm preparing myself for a beautiful movie, and a lot of tears of course.

Now there's green light in my eyes

Ever since I was a child

I’ve turned it all in my mind

I sang by the piano,

tore my yellow dress and

Cried and cried and cried

I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen,

To undo what has been done

Turn off all the lights, let the morning come, come

Now there's green light in my eyes,

And my lover of my mind,

And I sing from the Piano,

Tear my yellow dress and,

Cry and cry, cry,

Over the love of youth

All this champagne drunken home

Against the current of old.

Everybody see I love him

Cause it’s a feeling that you get

When the afternoon is set on the bridge into the city

I don’t wanna see what I’ve seen,

To undo what has been done

Turn off all the lights, let the morning come

Now there's green light in my eyes,

And my lover of my mind,

And I sing from the Piano,

Tear my yellow dress and,

Cry and cry, cry

'Cause you’re a hard soul to save, with an ocean in the way

But I’ll get around it

I’ll get around it

'Cause you’re a hard soul to save, with an ocean in the way

But I’ll get around it

Now there's green light in my eyes,

And my lover of my mind,

And I sing from the Piano,

Tear my yellow dress and,

Cry and cry, cry,

Over the love of youth.

Cry and cry, cry,

Over the love you,

Cry and cry , cry,

Over the love of youth,

Cry and cry , cry,

Over the love of youth,

I can see the green light,

I can see it in Your eyes

I can see the green light,

I can See it in your eyes

I can see the green light,

I can See it in your eyes

I can see the green light,

I can See it in your eyes.

Over The Love

Florence + The Machine 

"Gatsby?What Gatsby?"

I have a feeling that Luhrmann's Gatsby is going to be AMAZING.