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SCIENTIA ET SAPIENTIA

Category: Music

La Vie En Rose (English Version) by Edith Piaf

Royals by Lorde

Tomorrow Will Be Kinder by The Secret Sisters

From The Hunger Games: Songs from District 12 and Beyond, the official companion album for the 2012 film The Hunger Games

Holding On To You by Twenty One Pilots

Le Port de la Lune by Christophe Delvallé

 

Lovely strings

Collateral Damage by Shooting Star (from Where She Went by Gayle Forman)

Animate – Track 1

First you inspect me
Then you dissect me
Then you reject me
I wait for the day
That you’ll resurrect me

Chorus:
Hate me. Devastate me.
Annihilate me. Re-create me.
Re-create me. Won’t you, won’t you, won’t you re-create me.

 

Messy – Track 2

I’ll be your mess, you be mine
That was the deal that we had signed
I bought a hazmat suit to clean up your waste
Gas masks, gloves, to keep us safe
But now I’m alone in an empty room
Staring down immaculate doom

 

Boo – Track 3

The boogeyman sleeps on your side of the bed
Whispers in your ear: “Better off dead.”
Fills my dreams with sirens and lights of regret
Kisses me gently when I wake up in sweat

 

Bridge – Track 4

You crosses the water, left me ashore
It killed me enough, but you wanted more
You blew up the bridge, a mad terrorist
Waved from your side, threw me a kiss
I started to follow but realized too late
There was nothing but air underneath my feet

 

Blue – Track 6

Are you happy in your misery?
Resting peaceful in desolation?

It’s the final tie that binds us
The sole source of consolation

 

Stitch – Track 7

Needle and thread, flesh and bone
Spit and sinew, heartbreak is home
Your suture lines sparkle like diamonds
Bright stars to light my confinement

 

Dust – Track 9

The bow is old, its horsehair is glue
Sent to the factory, just like me and like you
So how come they stayed your execution?
The audience roars its standing ovation

 

Disconnect Track 10

The clothes are packed off to Goodwill
I said my good-byes up on that hill
The house is empty, the furniture sold
Soon your smells will decay to mold
Don’t know why I bother calling, ain’t nobody answering
Don’t know why I bother singing, ain’t nobody listening

 

Roulette – Track 11

Barrel of the gun, rounds one two three
She says I have to pick: choose you, or choose me
Metal to the temple, the explosion is deafening
lick the blood that covers me
She’s the last one standing

 

Bullet – Track 12

There’s a piece of lead where my heart should beat
Doctor said too dangerous to take out
You’d better just leave it be
Body grew back around it, a miracle, praise be
Now, if only I could get through airport security

 

Hush – Track 13

Someone wake me when it’s over
When the evening silence softens golden
Just lay me on a bed of clover
Oh, I need help with this burden

 

[There are no Tracks 5 and 8 written in the book.]

Three O’clock in the Morning (from The Great Gatsby)

 

It’s three o’clock in the morning,
We’ve danced the whole night thru,
And daylight soon will be dawning,
Just one more waltz with you,
That melody so entrancing,
Seems to be made for us two,
I could just keep right on dancing
forever dear with you.

There goes the three o’clock chime,
chiming rhyming
My heart keeps beating in time,
Sounds like an old sweet love tune,
Say that there soon will be a honeymoon.

It’s three o’clock in the morning,
We’ve danced the whole night thru,
And daylight soon will be dawning,
Just one more waltz with you,
That melody so entrancing,
Seems to be made for us two,
I could just keep right on dancing
forever dear with you.

Ain’t We Got Fun (from The Great Gatsby)

 

Bill collectors gather ’round and rather
Haunt the cottage next door
Men the grocer and butcher sent
Men who call for the rent
But within a happy chappy
And his bride of only a year
Seem to be so cheerful, here’s an earful
Of the chatter you hear

Ev’ry morning, ev’ry evening
Ain’t we got fun?
Not much money, Oh, but honey
Ain’t we got fun?
The rent’s unpaid dear
We haven’t a bus
But smiles were made dear
For people like us

In the winter in the Summer
Don’t we have fun
Times are bum and getting bummer
Still we have fun
There’s nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get children
In the meantime, in between time
Ain’t we got fun?

Just to make their trouble nearly double
Something happened last night
To their chimney a gray bird came
Mister Stork is his name
And I’ll bet two pins, a pair of twins
Just happened in with the bird
Still they’re very gay and merry
Just at dawning I heard

Ev’ry morning, ev’ry evening
Don’t we have fun
Twins and cares, dear, come in pairs, dear
Don’t we have fun
We’ve only started
As mommer and pop
Are we downhearted I’ll say that we’re not
Landlords mad and getting madder
Ain’t we got fun?
Times are so bad and getting badder
Still we have fun
There’s nothing surer
The rich get rich and the poor get laid off
In the meantime, in between time
Ain’t we got fun?

The Love Nest (from The Great Gatsby)

 

Many builders there have been
Since the world began;
Palace, cottage, mansion, inn,
They have built for man.
Some were small and some were tall:
Long or wide or low.
But the best one of them all
Jack built long ago.
’Twas built in bygone days,
Yet millions sing its praise.

Just a love nest
Cozy with charm,
Like a dove nest
Down on a farm.
A veranda with some sort of clinging vine,
Then a kitchen where some rambler roses twine.
Then a small room,
Tea set of blue;
Best of all, room—
Dream room for two.
Better than a palace with a gilded dome,
Is a love nest
You can call home.

Building houses still goes on
Now as well as then.
Ancient Jack and Jill are gone,
Yet return again.
Ever comes the question old:
Shall we build for pride,
Or shall brick and mortar hold
Warmth and love inside?
The answer you may know:
Jack solved it long ago.

Then a small room,
Tea set of blue;
Best of all, room—
Dream room for two.
Better than a palace with a gilded dome,
Is a love nest
You can call home.

Banana Pancakes by Jack Johnson

 

Now isn’t this a very cute song? Perfect for cuddling on a lazy day.