Wednesday, 19 September 2012
Audience Questions
Long were the nights when my days once revolved around you
Counting my footsteps praying the floor won't fall through again
And my mother accused me of losing my mind
But I swore I was fine
You paint me a blue sky and go back and turn it to rain
And I lived in your chess game, but you changed the rules everyday
Wondering which version of you I might get on the phone tonight
Well, I stopped picking up and this song is to let you know why
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
I should've known
Well, maybe it's just me and my blind optimism to blame
Or maybe it's you and your sick need to give love then take it away
And you'll add my name to your long list of traitors who don't understand
And I'll look back and regret how I ignored when they said run as fast as you can
Dear John, I see it all now that you're gone
Don't you think I was too young to be messed with?
The girl in the dress cried the whole way home
Dear John, I see it all now it was wrong
Don't you think nineteen's too young to be played with?
Your dark twisted games when I loved you so
I should've known
You are an expert at sorry and keeping lines blurry
Never impressed by me acing your tests
All the girls that you've run dry have tired, lifeless eyes'
Cause you've burn them out
But I took your matches before fire could catch me
So don't look nowI'm shining like fireworks over
Your sad, empty town
Looking at these lyrics explain how they make you feel.
What do you exoect the genre of the song to be?
How do you imagine the artist to look?
What would you expect to see in the music video?
A
B
C
Reflecting on the lyrics, and looking at items A, B and C how would you expect the artist to appear?
Without using the items how would you personally think the artist should look?
Do you think that there could be multiples of looks and styles in the video?
If not explain your reasons why.
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