Wednesday, March 29, 2006

Corpse Bride


"With this hand,
I will lift your sorrows.
Your cup will never empty,
for I will be your wine.
With this candle,
I will light your way in darkness.
With this ring, I ask you to be mine."


...


With this hand, I will take your wine.

No.

With this hand...

...I will cup your...

Oh, goodness, no.

With this...

With this...

With this candle, I will...

I will...

I will set your mother on fire.

Oh, it's no use.


...


A tragic tale of romance, passion...
...and murder most foul.

Hey, give me a listen
You corpses of cheer
At least those of you
Who still got an ear

I'll tell you a story
Make a skeleton cry
Of our own jubiliciously
Lovely Corpse Bride

Die, die, we all pass away
But don't wear a frown
Because it's really okay
You might try and hide
And you might try and pray
But we all end up
The remains of the day

That's right.

Well, our girl was a beauty
Known for miles around
When a mysterious stranger
Came into town

He was plenty good-looking
But down on his cash
And our poor little baby
She fell hard and fast

When her daddy said no
She just couldn't cope
So our lovers came up
With a plan to elope

So they conjured up a plan
To meet late at night
They told not a soul
Kept the whole thing tight

Now, her mother's wedding dress
Fit like a glove
You don't need much
When you're really in love

Except for a few things
Or so I'm told
Like the family jewels
And a satchel of gold

Then next to the graveyard
By the old oak tree
On a dark foggy night
At a quarter to

She was ready to go
But where was he?

And then?

- She waited
- And then?
- There in the shadows, was it her man?
- And then?
- Her little heart beat so loud
- And then?

And then, baby, everything went black

Now, when she opened her eyes
She was dead as dust
Her jewels were missing
And her heart was bust

So she made a vow
Lying under that tree
That she'd wait for her true love
To come set her free

Always waiting for someone
To ask for her hand
Then out of the blue
Comes this groovy young man

Who vows forever
To be by her side
And that's the story
Of our Corpse Bride


...


You lied to me!
Just to get back to that other woman.

Don't you understand?
You're the other woman.

...

And I thought... I thought
this was all going so well.

Look, I'm sorry, but...
...this just can't work.

Why not?

...

Listen, under different circumstances,
well, who knows?


...


Roses for eternal love.
Lilies for sweetness.
Baby's breath.
Why so blue?


...


What does that wispy little brat have
That you don't have double?

...

If he only knew
The you that we know

...

No, she doesn't compare

...

- lf only he could see
How special you can be
If he only knew
The you that we know

If I touch a burning candle
I can feel no pain
If you cut me with a knife
It's still the same

And I know her heart is beating
And I know that I am dead
Yet the pain here that I feel
Try and tell me it's not real

And it seems that I still have
A tear to shed

...

If I touch a burning candle
I can feel no pain
In the ice or in the sun
It's all the same

Yet I feel my heart is aching
Though it doesn't beat, it's breaking
And the pain here that I feel
Try and tell me it's not real

I know that I am dead
Yet it seems that I still have
Some tears to shed

...


Time to pick up the pieces and...
You know, and move on, I suppose.


...


Now I feel like I'm caught
in the tide, pulled out to sea.

The sea leads to many places, dearie.
Maybe you'll land somewhere better.

...


He just walked off without saying
a word. Are all men like this?

Well, I'm afraid none of them
are very bright.
They get something stuck
in their heads...
...and you can't do a thing with them.

...


Well, perhaps in disappointment
we are perfectly matched.


...


This woman is obviously delusional!


...


...can a heart still break
once it's stopped beating?

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