Amy (
such_heights) wrote2021-02-06 07:18 pm
Entry tags:
VID: recessional (The Half of It, Festivids)
recessional
by
such_heights
fandom: The Half of It
content notes: none
music: Vienna Teng
summary: And the words, they're everything and nothing.
download: download as 167MB zipped .mp4 | download as 90MB zipped .mp4 Subtitles in the zip files and available on youtube.
notes: Made for
livrelibre for Festivids. Also on AO3.
lyrics:
"It's so beautiful here," she said
"This moment now, this moment now,"
And I never thought I'd find her here
Flannel and satin, my four walls transformed
But she's looking at me, straight to center
No room at all for any other thought
And I know I don't want this, oh I swear I don't want this
There's a reason not to want this, but I forgot
In the terminal she sleeps on my shoulder
Hair falling forward, mouth all askew
Fluorescent announcements beat their wings overhead:
"Passengers missing, we're looking for you."
And she dreams through the noise, her weight against me
Face pressed into the corduroy grooves
Maybe it means nothing, maybe it means nothing
Maybe it means nothing, but I'm afraid to move
And the words, they're everything and nothing
I want to search for her in the offhand remarks
Who are you, taking coffee, no sugar?
Who are you, echoing street signs?
Who are you, the stranger and the shell of a lover
Dark curtains drawn by the passage of time
Oh words, like the rain, how sweet the sound
"Well anyway," she says, "I'll see you around."
by
fandom: The Half of It
content notes: none
music: Vienna Teng
summary: And the words, they're everything and nothing.
download: download as 167MB zipped .mp4 | download as 90MB zipped .mp4 Subtitles in the zip files and available on youtube.
notes: Made for
lyrics:
"It's so beautiful here," she said
"This moment now, this moment now,"
And I never thought I'd find her here
Flannel and satin, my four walls transformed
But she's looking at me, straight to center
No room at all for any other thought
And I know I don't want this, oh I swear I don't want this
There's a reason not to want this, but I forgot
In the terminal she sleeps on my shoulder
Hair falling forward, mouth all askew
Fluorescent announcements beat their wings overhead:
"Passengers missing, we're looking for you."
And she dreams through the noise, her weight against me
Face pressed into the corduroy grooves
Maybe it means nothing, maybe it means nothing
Maybe it means nothing, but I'm afraid to move
And the words, they're everything and nothing
I want to search for her in the offhand remarks
Who are you, taking coffee, no sugar?
Who are you, echoing street signs?
Who are you, the stranger and the shell of a lover
Dark curtains drawn by the passage of time
Oh words, like the rain, how sweet the sound
"Well anyway," she says, "I'll see you around."

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