Gift for sabaceanbabe by metatxt (Jupiter Ascending)
Title of vid: One Beattt
Recipient: sabaceanbabe
Vidder: metatxt
Fandom: Jupiter Ascending (2015)
Music: One Beattt by Sleater-Kinney
Summary: Jupiter Jones: Earth's Galactic Social Justice Warrior...who falls for her very loyal bodyguard-- a dogman from space.
Content notes: Physical triggers (e.g., epilepsy or migraine: strobe lights, bright lights, "stuttery" cuts between 2-3 stills), forced bondage+ surgical instruments used in torture+ graphic childbirth
Signed length: 03:13
Signed URL: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwOL0aHHvLU
Lyrics
I'm a bubble in a sound wave, a sonic push for energy
Exploding like the sun, a flash of clean light hope
All you scientists can hold your breath
Can I decide to show myself, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
(Take me to the source of chaos let me be the butterfly)
Oh my, oh oh
(Imperfect symmetry has underlying poetry in rhyme)
If you think like Thomas Edison could you invent a world for me
Now all that's on the surface are bloody arms and oil fields
Could I turn this place all upside down
And shake you and your fossils out? Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
(You can't predict everything with Newton like certainty, why)
Oh my, oh oh
('Cause it floats around all we see with oscillating energy on high)
And you soothe yourself with the sounds you know
You tune out out, out the hypnotic drone
Perfect hexagon of the honeycomb
And you soothe your soul with the shapes you know
Should I come outside and run your cars?
Should I run your rockets to the stars?
Could you invent a world for me? I need to hear a symphony
If I'm to run the future, you've got to let the old world go, oh oh
Oh, oh, oh
(Take me to the source of chaos let me be the butterfly)
Oh my, oh oh
(Imperfect symmetry has underlying poetry in rhyme)
And you soothe yourself with the sounds you know
You tune out out, out the hypnotic drone
Perfect hexagon of the honeycomb
And you soothe your soul with the shapes you know
Your word for me is fusion but is real change an illusion
Could I turn this place all upside down
And shake you and your fossils out?
If I'm to run the future you've got to let the old world go
Could you invent a world for me? I need to hear a symphony, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
(You can't predict everything with Newton like certainty, why)
Oh my, oh oh
('Cause it floats around all we see with oscillating energy on high)
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Recipient: sabaceanbabe
Vidder: metatxt
Fandom: Jupiter Ascending (2015)
Music: One Beattt by Sleater-Kinney
Summary: Jupiter Jones: Earth's Galactic Social Justice Warrior...who falls for her very loyal bodyguard-- a dogman from space.
Content notes: Physical triggers (e.g., epilepsy or migraine: strobe lights, bright lights, "stuttery" cuts between 2-3 stills), forced bondage+ surgical instruments used in torture+ graphic childbirth
Signed length: 03:13
Signed URL: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RwOL0aHHvLU
Lyrics
I'm a bubble in a sound wave, a sonic push for energy
Exploding like the sun, a flash of clean light hope
All you scientists can hold your breath
Can I decide to show myself, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
(Take me to the source of chaos let me be the butterfly)
Oh my, oh oh
(Imperfect symmetry has underlying poetry in rhyme)
If you think like Thomas Edison could you invent a world for me
Now all that's on the surface are bloody arms and oil fields
Could I turn this place all upside down
And shake you and your fossils out? Oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
(You can't predict everything with Newton like certainty, why)
Oh my, oh oh
('Cause it floats around all we see with oscillating energy on high)
And you soothe yourself with the sounds you know
You tune out out, out the hypnotic drone
Perfect hexagon of the honeycomb
And you soothe your soul with the shapes you know
Should I come outside and run your cars?
Should I run your rockets to the stars?
Could you invent a world for me? I need to hear a symphony
If I'm to run the future, you've got to let the old world go, oh oh
Oh, oh, oh
(Take me to the source of chaos let me be the butterfly)
Oh my, oh oh
(Imperfect symmetry has underlying poetry in rhyme)
And you soothe yourself with the sounds you know
You tune out out, out the hypnotic drone
Perfect hexagon of the honeycomb
And you soothe your soul with the shapes you know
Your word for me is fusion but is real change an illusion
Could I turn this place all upside down
And shake you and your fossils out?
If I'm to run the future you've got to let the old world go
Could you invent a world for me? I need to hear a symphony, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh
(You can't predict everything with Newton like certainty, why)
Oh my, oh oh
('Cause it floats around all we see with oscillating energy on high)
This entry was originally posted at http://fv-poster.dreamwidth.org/293595.html, where there are
comments. You can comment either there or here.