Re: "Can you feel the love tonight" (Shizune/Misha/Hisao/Lil
Posted: Wed Jun 20, 2012 9:28 pm
Against the ever-blowing wind (colors of the wind).
Emi leads Hisao out to the asphalt track and turns, placing a hand on his chin and locking eyes.
Emi: "What you mean is, you think I need help?"
She steps back and begins to sing:
"
You think I'm an invalid cripple
And you've seen me winning races
You must be right, Hisao
But listen and you'll see
If the crippled one is me
How can there be so much that you don't know?
You don't know ...
You think you know what everyone is feeling
The past is just a mem'ry, you might claim
But I know that the truth burns deep within you
You might fight, but you'll always lose the game
You think that I am broken, so I'm broken
But I know the only broken one is you
But, if you listen closely, I would wager
You'll learn of pain you never knew, you never knew
Have you ever heard death cry of someone dear to you?
Or asked the weeping widow why she wept?
Can you hear the dying words of a loved one...
Whisper gently, ever gently, from within?
They whisper gently, ever gently, from within.
Come run all of your cares away on the asphalt
You can almost drown the whispers in the mirth
Ailing heart be damned, don't let that fate control you
And for once, don't you ask me what it's worth
The rainstorm and the sunshine hardly matter
No-one lives without some risk, worried friend
And we can stay connected, just like you said
'Round that circle, 'twined forever, 'til the end
How long can this marathon go?
Unless you run it now, you will never know.
And you'll never know the feeling of a race well won
For whether broken heart or missing limbs
We need to live like our tomorrow won't be counting
We need to push against the ever-blowing wind
You can know the world has thrills, but
All you'll know is naught until
You can push against the ever-blowing wind.
"
Emi steps back and winks knowingly. Hisao stands dumbstruck.
Fade to black.
...
Emi's story is the last one I read through, so it's still fresh in my mind as I adjusted this Pocahontas song thus. I'm quite happy with the resulting lyrics. They capture the Emi-ness of Emi, I think.
Emi leads Hisao out to the asphalt track and turns, placing a hand on his chin and locking eyes.
Emi: "What you mean is, you think I need help?"
She steps back and begins to sing:
"
You think I'm an invalid cripple
And you've seen me winning races
You must be right, Hisao
But listen and you'll see
If the crippled one is me
How can there be so much that you don't know?
You don't know ...
You think you know what everyone is feeling
The past is just a mem'ry, you might claim
But I know that the truth burns deep within you
You might fight, but you'll always lose the game
You think that I am broken, so I'm broken
But I know the only broken one is you
But, if you listen closely, I would wager
You'll learn of pain you never knew, you never knew
Have you ever heard death cry of someone dear to you?
Or asked the weeping widow why she wept?
Can you hear the dying words of a loved one...
Whisper gently, ever gently, from within?
They whisper gently, ever gently, from within.
Come run all of your cares away on the asphalt
You can almost drown the whispers in the mirth
Ailing heart be damned, don't let that fate control you
And for once, don't you ask me what it's worth
The rainstorm and the sunshine hardly matter
No-one lives without some risk, worried friend
And we can stay connected, just like you said
'Round that circle, 'twined forever, 'til the end
How long can this marathon go?
Unless you run it now, you will never know.
And you'll never know the feeling of a race well won
For whether broken heart or missing limbs
We need to live like our tomorrow won't be counting
We need to push against the ever-blowing wind
You can know the world has thrills, but
All you'll know is naught until
You can push against the ever-blowing wind.
"
Emi steps back and winks knowingly. Hisao stands dumbstruck.
Fade to black.
...
Emi's story is the last one I read through, so it's still fresh in my mind as I adjusted this Pocahontas song thus. I'm quite happy with the resulting lyrics. They capture the Emi-ness of Emi, I think.