mix: c'est la vie, c'est la mort (robb/jeyne/war, answer the call)

Oct 26, 2011 13:33




This is a fanmix for the iterations of Robb Stark and Jeyne Westerling in answer the call, an AU WWI ASOIAF roleplay on tumblr. I play Jeyne and plantagenet from tumblr plays Robb. It's great fun and we could always use more characters. Basically, as we are planning, Jeyne is Bran and Rickon's governess for a brief time before the war and she and Robb engage in a kind of distant flirtation that neither of them really think will go anywhere and then when she's a VAD nurse at the front and he's wounded, they meet up again and ~things ensue.



THE LAST BOMBED CITY THE INDELICATES
god bless the warring nations, every soldier at his station
i can tell my girl how pretty, the fires of the last bombed city
and hereafter i'll be a killer

MEETING AGAIN ALEXANDRE DESPLAT

FOOLS RUSH IN (COVER) THE MORNING BENDERS
fools rush in, where angels fear to tread
and so i come to you, my love, my heart above my head
though i see the danger there, if there’s a chance for me
then i don’t care

SONG FOR THE DEAD SEA WOLF
a comma of silence relieves all the violence
you dragged into bed with the sheets soaking red
it's a glimmer of light through a prism (let's call it a truce)
with your beautiful hair so displayed on the chair
with your head on the arm and your legs in the air

HOW MUCH MORE STARS
because we can’t please ourselves in this hell
you came to me so hopeless i fell
how much more am i supposed to take?
i can find forever in other ways
but how much more, how much more-
i need you closer to me, always.

PORTIONS FOR FOXES RILO KILEY
because you're just damage control for a walking corpse like me, like you
because we'll all be portions for foxes
yeah, we'll all be portions for foxes
there's a pretty young thing in front of you
and she's real pretty and she's real into you
and then she's sleeping inside of you

ALL THE TREES IN THE FIELD WILL CLAP THEIR HANDS SUFJAN STEVENS
if i am alive this time next year
will i have arrived in time to share?
mine is about as good this far, i'm still applied to what you are
and i am joining all my thoughts to you
and i'm preparing every part for you

NAKED AS WE CAME IRON & WINE
she says "wake up, it's no use pretending"
i'll keep stealing, breathing her.
birds are leaving over autumn's ending
one of us will die inside these arms
eyes wide open, naked as we came
one will spread our ashes 'round the yard

C'EST LA MORT THE CIVIL WARS
you can sink to the bottom of the sea, just don't go without me
go get lost where no one can be found
drink so long and deep until you drown
say your goodbyes but darling, if you please,
don't go without me.
c'est la vie, c'est la mort

COME BACK DARIO MARIANELLI

PARIS IS BURNING ST. VINCENT
i write to give word the war is over, send my cinders home to mother
they gave me a medal for my valor
leaden trumpets spit the soot of power, they say
-
we are waiting on a telegram to give us news of the war
i am sorry to report--dear paris is burning after all
we have taken to the streets in open rejoice revolting
we are dancing a black waltz, fair paris is burning after all

zip.

a wild vermouth appears, a wild fanmix appears, a wild war appears

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