Spoken Word
W.B. Yeats: When you are old (read by Cillian Murphy)
Music
Gorillaz: Magic City
Barrio Jazz Gang: Take Your Freedom Back
Stereolab: The Flower Called Nowhere
Aphex Twin: Kesson Dalef
Frank Sinatra: Nothing But The Best
Louis Armstrong &The Sy Oliver Choir: Didn’t It Rain?
Coleman Hawkins: The World Is Waiting for the Sunrise
Sonny Stitt: Easy Living
Billie Holiday: Stormy Weather
Duke Ellington & Ella Fitzgerald: Passion Flower
Stan Getz & Astrud Gilberto: Only Trust Your Heart
Oscar Peterson: Night Train
Narrative
I’m on the high ridge looking down – While we’re evolving, I get old – If I get back then I’ll be grateful – Look there’s a billboard on the moon – Let me take you this far
This crossing isn’t much to me – There’s lightning in the storm clouds – And I’ll send you there to stay
You got me lost in Magic City – You got me questioning it all – I hope that I make it home by Wednesday
And this Magic City lets me go – You put me up here in the penthouse – And painted me in red, white and blue
I filled the canyons with my ego – Look there’s a billboard on the moon – You got me lost in Magic City
You got me questioning it all – I hope that I make it home by Wednesday – And this Magic City lets me go
[Gorillaz]
Take your freedom back
[Barrio Jazz Gang]
All the small boats on the water aren’t going anywhere – Surely they must be loaded with more than simple matter
Floating on top and gracefully tending to the same pole – All the small boats on the water going nowhere
Is it true that none of them will ever break free and sail? – Feel the night is made of rocks, the stagnant mass – Break free from the stagnant things left in obscurity
All the faces with their eyes closed giving a smile – Weightless like a body that would vacate to its own light
Is it true that none of these contented happy faces – Will not ever hear a cry? – Filled with love not with desire
[Stereolab]
I like a new Lincoln with all of its class – I like a martini, and third on the glass – I like to eat lobster directly from marine – I like to see bullfights in sunny old Spain
Off we go, who can wait another day, – You and me, out on a spree, let’s get started right away.
We’re going to go traveling, and have us a fling – We’ll visit a palace, and dine with the king,
You and me, on a spree, let’s get started right away. – We’re gonna start living, you wait and see – Nothing but the best is good enough
[Frank Sinatra]
It rained forty days – And it rained forty nights – There was no land nowhere in sight
God, send the angel to spread the news – He hastes his wings and away he flew
To the East to the West – To the North to the South – All day all night – Some at the window, some at the door
When the rain stopped dropping – Knock at the window, knock at the door – Come on, brother Noah – Can’t you take little more?
No, no, my brothers, you are full of sin – God has the key; you can’t get in – Would you listen?
[Louis Armstrong & The Sy Oliver Choir]
Don’t know why there’s no sun up in the sky – Stormy weather – Since my man and I ain’t together
Keeps raining all the time – Life is bare, gloom and misery everywhere
Just can’t get my poor self together – I’m weary all the time, the time
When he went away – The blues walked in and met me – If he stays away, old rocking chair will get me
All I do is pray, the Lord above will let me – Walk in the sun once more – Can’t go on, everything I had is gone
[Billie Holiday]
Never trust the stars- When you’re about to fall in love – Look for hidden signs before you start to sigh
Never trust the moon – When you’re about to taste his kiss – He knows all the lines and he knows how to lie
Just wait for a night – When the skies are all bare and then – If you still care
Never trust your dreams – When you’re about to fall in love – For you’re dreams may quickly fall apart
So if you’re smart – Really smart – Only trust your heart
[Stan Getz & Astrud Gilberto]
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