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Gift for nicole-anell by Laura47 (Inside Out)
Title of vid: All This And Heaven Too
Recipient: nicole-anell
Vidder: Laura47
Fandom: Inside Out (2015)
Music: All This And Heaven Too by Florence + The Machine
Summary: "And you met Sadness. She, well, she - I'm not actually sure what she does. And I've checked, There's no place for her to go. So. She's good. We're good. It's all great." - Joy
Joy, Sadness, and the path to understanding
Content notes: No standardized notes apply
Unsigned length: 02:31
Password: Festividz!
Lyrics
And the heart is hard to translate
It has a language of its own
It talks in tongues and quiet sighs,
And prayers and proclamations
In the grand days of great men and the smallest of gestures
And short shallow gasps
But with all my education I can’t seem to command it
And the words are all escaping, and coming back all damaged
And I would put them back in poetry if I only knew how
I can’t seem to understand it
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see
‘Cause I’ve been scrawling it forever but it never makes sense to me at all
No, words are a language
It doesn’t deserve such treatment
And all of my stumbling phrases never amounted to anything worth this feeling
All this heaven never could describe such a feeling as I'm hearing
Words were never so useful
So I was screaming out a language that I never knew existed before
Recipient: nicole-anell
Vidder: Laura47
Fandom: Inside Out (2015)
Music: All This And Heaven Too by Florence + The Machine
Summary: "And you met Sadness. She, well, she - I'm not actually sure what she does. And I've checked, There's no place for her to go. So. She's good. We're good. It's all great." - Joy
Joy, Sadness, and the path to understanding
Content notes: No standardized notes apply
Unsigned length: 02:31
Password: Festividz!
All This And Heaven Too from Anon Vidder on Vimeo.
Lyrics
And the heart is hard to translate
It has a language of its own
It talks in tongues and quiet sighs,
And prayers and proclamations
In the grand days of great men and the smallest of gestures
And short shallow gasps
But with all my education I can’t seem to command it
And the words are all escaping, and coming back all damaged
And I would put them back in poetry if I only knew how
I can’t seem to understand it
And I would give all this and heaven too
I would give it all if only for a moment
That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see
‘Cause I’ve been scrawling it forever but it never makes sense to me at all
No, words are a language
It doesn’t deserve such treatment
And all of my stumbling phrases never amounted to anything worth this feeling
All this heaven never could describe such a feeling as I'm hearing
Words were never so useful
So I was screaming out a language that I never knew existed before
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I didn't realize until you commented that I never told you what I was vidding this year! :)
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(I mean part of it was that i had... no technical issues??? for once ever??? You've taught me so well!)
but <3 <3 <3 glad you liked it :)