Everybody's Talking
Quelle: Spotify
Spoken:
Cut to Chicago.
Music up.
The time is the present.
The place: an open air coffee shop.
The New York Times
is spread out on the table.
Joe is there with another girl. He's a very smooth kisser, and her nails are painted silver with pink edges that blend into the pink of his lips. He ignores me. I leave him, walk down the street through the traffic and down toward the water.
Sung:
Everybody's talkin' at me
I don't hear a word they're sayin'
Only the echoes of my mind
I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
Through the pourin' rain
Goin' where the weather suits my clothes
Bankin' off of the northeast winds
And sailin' on summer breeze
Skippin' over the ocean like a stone
Spoken:
Aunt Helen is there at the lake shore, helping suicides. A blond fashion victim male model has a rope and is planning to hang himself. Others are gathered around the water's edge, a lot of AIDS patients, manic depressives and other unhappy people.
Aunt Helen soothes them. She's always had a calming effect on people. She has letters, too, letters from people who are threatening to kill themselves, and will she please try to stop them.
Aunt Helen has a house right there by the lake. She has a huge patio covered with plants and colorful flowers, very life-affirming.
Sung:
I'm goin' where the sun keeps shinin'
Through the pouring rain
Goin' where the weather suits my clothes
Banking off of the northeast winds
And sailin' on summer breeze
Skippin' over the ocean like a stone
Spoken:
There's a girl on the patio who's going to kill herself. I join Aunt Helen, who leaves me alone with the girl to try to convince her to live.
"Where do you live?" I ask her.
"In the Boston area," she mumbles.
"Oh, well there's the trouble right there," I tell her. "There's too much snow there. You need sunshine. Move to LA, for a change. You need a change. It helps, believe me. You can make friends."
Then I remembered that the last time I convinced someone to move to LA, they had a nervous breakdown.
Oh well, I'm really happy now, because I've finally gotten out of show business and have a new vocation: helping suicides in Chicago.
My life now has meaning.
Sung:
Everybody's talkin' at me
Everybody's talkin' at me
Everybody's talkin' at me
Everybody's talkin' at me
Everybody's talkin' at me
Everybody's talkin' at me
Everybody's talkin' at me
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