When you are old and grey and full of sleep,
And nodding by the fire, take down this book,
And slowly read, and dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true,
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face;
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly, how Love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
https://soundcloud.com/mara-dralle-funk/read-by-cillian-murphy-when-you-are-old-william-butler-yeats
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Lucky Charms don't exist in Ireland!
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Qui parmis vous veut être là en ce moment même?
Who among you wants to be here right now?
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"Do the emotions you get from a script translate into music in your head? Have you ever thought “oh, that scene would go so well with this song” while reading a script?"
Cillian: "I’m constantly going around listening to songs and going “Oh wow, that would be such a great song for a soundtrack“, or “Whenever I direct or write my own film, I’m going to ask this guy to do a soundtrack” or “Wouldn’t that be amazing over this element“. I’m always thinking about it like that, but when I read a script, first, I try to concentrate on if the story makes sense. The music stuff comes later."
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Strange beside the pond
You look long and lovely
Like I remember you
I was on my break
You had time to spare
And so we tried to talk
Or maybe just sit
Cause things look beautiful when they're away from you
Things look beautiful when they're so new
And thinks look beautiful when they're away from you
They seem to stay away from you
The island boats was slow
We heard the Monkeys on the radio
The only song you know
I walked on for miles
You stood on heels
I turned to wave to you
And then you started to smile
But it was stolen away
By some devil inside of you
Cause things look beautiful when they're away from you
Things look beautiful when they're so new
And thinks look beautiful when they're away from you
They seem to stay away from you
Am I lying to you still
I can't move
I miss you so much
I miss you so much
I was trying to fix this loss
I've given up
I just stand and look at her
I just stand and look at her
Cause things look beautiful when they're away from you
Things look beautiful when they're so new
And thinks look beautiful when they're away from you
They seem to stay away from you
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Oh Cillian. Je t'aime. Même en homme des cavernes
Oh Cillian. I love you. Even in cavemanOh Cillian
Te amo. Incluso en el hombre de las cavernas
How we live by time
How we live
How we live by the watch
The clock
When brought up by the clock
We're brought up to respect the clock
Admire the clock
Punctuality
We live our life to the clock
Am I right?
You wait to the clock
You go to work to the clock
You clock in to the clock
You clock out to the clock
You come home to the clock
You eat to the clock
You drink to the clock
You go to bed to the clock
You get up to the clock
You go back to work to the clock
You wait to the clock
You go to work to the clock
You clock in to the clock
You clock out to the clock
You come home to the clock
You eat to the clock
You drink to the clock
You go to bed to the clock
You do that for forty years of your life
But what if you could turn away from time's tyranny?
Vanish, into a watchless world
Space without schedule
Territory beyond time, where you are master of your own mechanise
Brace yourself for freedom
...now
Now
Now
Now
You wait to the clock
You go to work to the clock
You clock in to the clock
You clock out to the clock
You come home to the clock
You eat to the clock
You drink to the clock
You go to bed to the clock
What is time?
What is time?
What is time?
You wait to the clock
You go to work to the clock
You clock in to the clock
You clock out to the clock
You come home to the clock
You eat to the clock
You drink to the clock
You go to bed to the clock
Am I right?
How we live
How we live by the watch
The clock
When brought up by the clock
We're brought up to respect the clock
Admire the clock
Punctuality
We live our life to the clock
Am I right?
You wait to the clock
You go to work to the clock
You clock in to the clock
You clock out to the clock
You come home to the clock
You eat to the clock
You drink to the clock
You go to bed to the clock
You get up to the clock
You go back to work to the clock
You wait to the clock
You go to work to the clock
You clock in to the clock
You clock out to the clock
You come home to the clock
You eat to the clock
You drink to the clock
You go to bed to the clock
You do that for forty years of your life
But what if you could turn away from time's tyranny?
Vanish, into a watchless world
Space without schedule
Territory beyond time, where you are master of your own mechanise
Brace yourself for freedom
...now
Now
Now
Now
You wait to the clock
You go to work to the clock
You clock in to the clock
You clock out to the clock
You come home to the clock
You eat to the clock
You drink to the clock
You go to bed to the clock
What is time?
What is time?
What is time?
You wait to the clock
You go to work to the clock
You clock in to the clock
You clock out to the clock
You come home to the clock
You eat to the clock
You drink to the clock
You go to bed to the clock
Am I right?
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