Alvin
A neat career.
A story about thomas.
Thomas
Okay.
My college application required a sample of my writing, a short story, and i had nothing.
I'd been writing things down for years but nothing resembled an actual story.
So, in a panic i went to find alvin at the store to tell me what to do.
Alvin
There's gotta be thousands of stories in that head of yours, tom.
Just pick one and write it down.
Thomas
So i picked one and wrote it down. Three hundred and fifty words amounting to,
Any good at all.
(thomas reads.)
The butterfly. By thomas weaver.
Alvin
The butterfly’
Thomas
Yeah.
In a far off land
There lived a beautiful butterfly,
In a kingdom full of blossom covered trees
And winding through this paradise
A river danced along
And played with the constant summer breeze.
(thomas hesitates, losing confidence.)
Alvin
Keep going.
Thomas
The butterfly
Found a tiny branch at the riverside
And watched the water rushing who knows where.
Carefully he sheltered
From the power of the breeze
For surely it could toss him through the air.
‘i’m a butterfly,’
He said,
‘trivial and small
And in the greater scheme of things
I don’t mean much at all,
So i’ll flap my wings to stretch myself
And just enjoy the view.
I’m a butterfly, what more can i do’’
One afternoon the butterfly asked the river,
"madam, what makes you hurry so’
Are you rippling toward’
Where, oh where do you go’"
The river said, ‘i’m headed for the ocean,
My friend, you’d love the ocean.
It’s remarkable to see.
Won’t you join our friendly chase’’
‘i’m a butterfly,’
He said,
‘trivial and small
And in the greater scheme of things
I don’t mean much at all,
So i flap my wings to stretch myself
And just enjoy the view.
I’m a butterfly, what more can i do’’
So the butterfly, he dreamed of the ocean.
He longed to flutter high above the seas,
But there are dangers in the sky
For a tiny butterfly.
So from his branch
He asked a question of the breeze.
"what makes you chase the river
T’ward the ocean’"
Then the breeze told him a most amazing thing.
‘i’m simply made up of the currents in the air
That start from the movement of your wing,
Your tiny wing.’
‘you’re a butterfly my friend,
Powerful and strong
And i'm grateful for the way
You’ve always hurried me along.
When you flap your wings to stretch yourself
It might seem small to you
But you change the world
With everything you do.’
So he stretched his wings
And took off from the safety of his tree
And the butterfly finally saw the sea.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.053]Alvin
[00:00.957]A neat career.
[00:02.492]A story about thomas.
[00:06.010]Thomas
[00:06.339]Okay.
[00:09.035]My college application required a sample of my writing, a short story, and i had nothing.
[00:14.903]I'd been writing things down for years but nothing resembled an actual story.
[00:18.909]So, in a panic i went to find alvin at the store to tell me what to do.
[00:22.954]Alvin
[00:23.240]There's gotta be thousands of stories in that head of yours, tom.
[00:25.579]Just pick one and write it down.
[00:28.086]Thomas
[00:28.455]So i picked one and wrote it down. Three hundred and fifty words amounting to,
[00:39.418]Any good at all.
[00:40.498](thomas reads.)
[00:41.042]The butterfly. By thomas weaver.
[00:44.342]Alvin
[00:44.668]The butterfly’
[00:45.728]Thomas
[00:45.993]Yeah.
[00:47.876]In a far off land
[00:49.562]There lived a beautiful butterfly,
[00:54.376]In a kingdom full of blossom covered trees
[01:00.322]And winding through this paradise
[01:03.832]A river danced along
[01:06.600]And played with the constant summer breeze.
[01:11.974](thomas hesitates, losing confidence.)
[01:12.897]Alvin
[01:13.600]Keep going.
[01:14.839]Thomas
[01:15.596]The butterfly
[01:18.260]Found a tiny branch at the riverside
[01:22.746]And watched the water rushing who knows where.
[01:28.541]Carefully he sheltered
[01:30.955]From the power of the breeze
[01:33.720]For surely it could toss him through the air.
[01:39.068]‘i’m a butterfly,’
[01:40.959]He said,
[01:42.913]‘trivial and small
[01:45.558]And in the greater scheme of things
[01:48.719]I don’t mean much at all,
[01:51.403]So i’ll flap my wings to stretch myself
[01:54.549]And just enjoy the view.
[01:58.345]I’m a butterfly, what more can i do’’
[02:05.379]
[02:07.614]One afternoon the butterfly asked the river,
[02:12.896]"madam, what makes you hurry so’
[02:20.156]Are you rippling toward’
[02:23.046]Where, oh where do you go’"
[02:27.918]The river said, ‘i’m headed for the ocean,
[02:38.209]My friend, you’d love the ocean.
[02:40.864]It’s remarkable to see.
[02:43.725]Won’t you join our friendly chase’’
[02:48.270]‘i’m a butterfly,’
[02:50.249]He said,
[02:51.801]‘trivial and small
[02:54.281]And in the greater scheme of things
[02:57.313]I don’t mean much at all,
[02:59.907]So i flap my wings to stretch myself
[03:02.823]And just enjoy the view.
[03:05.004]I’m a butterfly, what more can i do’’
[03:10.349]
[03:11.067]So the butterfly, he dreamed of the ocean.
[03:16.208]He longed to flutter high above the seas,
[03:20.837]But there are dangers in the sky
[03:24.204]For a tiny butterfly.
[03:26.626]So from his branch
[03:27.817]He asked a question of the breeze.
[03:31.769]"what makes you chase the river
[03:34.182]T’ward the ocean’"
[03:36.969]Then the breeze told him a most amazing thing.
[03:42.338]‘i’m simply made up of the currents in the air
[03:47.870]That start from the movement of your wing,
[03:52.847]Your tiny wing.’
[03:56.431]‘you’re a butterfly my friend,
[04:01.239]Powerful and strong
[04:03.479]And i'm grateful for the way
[04:05.769]You’ve always hurried me along.
[04:09.295]When you flap your wings to stretch yourself
[04:12.071]It might seem small to you
[04:15.624]But you change the world
[04:20.245]With everything you do.’
[04:24.880]
[04:30.163]So he stretched his wings
[04:32.885]And took off from the safety of his tree
[04:40.145]And the butterfly finally saw the sea.
[04:56.535]
Alvin
A neat career.
A story about thomas.
Thomas
Okay.
My college application required a sample of my writing, a short story, and i had nothing.
I'd been writing things down for years but nothing resembled an actual story.
So, in a panic i went to find alvin at the store to tell me what to do.
Alvin
There's gotta be thousands of stories in that head of yours, tom.
Just pick one and write it down.
Thomas
So i picked one and wrote it down. Three hundred and fifty words amounting to,
Any good at all.
(thomas reads.)
The butterfly. By thomas weaver.
Alvin
The butterfly’
Thomas
Yeah.
In a far off land
There lived a beautiful butterfly,
In a kingdom full of blossom covered trees
And winding through this paradise
A river danced along
And played with the constant summer breeze.
(thomas hesitates, losing confidence.)
Alvin
Keep going.
Thomas
The butterfly
Found a tiny branch at the riverside
And watched the water rushing who knows where.
Carefully he sheltered
From the power of the breeze
For surely it could toss him through the air.
‘i’m a butterfly,’
He said,
‘trivial and small
And in the greater scheme of things
I don’t mean much at all,
So i’ll flap my wings to stretch myself
And just enjoy the view.
I’m a butterfly, what more can i do’’
One afternoon the butterfly asked the river,
"madam, what makes you hurry so’
Are you rippling toward’
Where, oh where do you go’"
The river said, ‘i’m headed for the ocean,
My friend, you’d love the ocean.
It’s remarkable to see.
Won’t you join our friendly chase’’
‘i’m a butterfly,’
He said,
‘trivial and small
And in the greater scheme of things
I don’t mean much at all,
So i flap my wings to stretch myself
And just enjoy the view.
I’m a butterfly, what more can i do’’
So the butterfly, he dreamed of the ocean.
He longed to flutter high above the seas,
But there are dangers in the sky
For a tiny butterfly.
So from his branch
He asked a question of the breeze.
"what makes you chase the river
T’ward the ocean’"
Then the breeze told him a most amazing thing.
‘i’m simply made up of the currents in the air
That start from the movement of your wing,
Your tiny wing.’
‘you’re a butterfly my friend,
Powerful and strong
And i'm grateful for the way
You’ve always hurried me along.
When you flap your wings to stretch yourself
It might seem small to you
But you change the world
With everything you do.’
So he stretched his wings
And took off from the safety of his tree
And the butterfly finally saw the sea.
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:00.053]Alvin
[00:00.957]A neat career.
[00:02.492]A story about thomas.
[00:06.010]Thomas
[00:06.339]Okay.
[00:09.035]My college application required a sample of my writing, a short story, and i had nothing.
[00:14.903]I'd been writing things down for years but nothing resembled an actual story.
[00:18.909]So, in a panic i went to find alvin at the store to tell me what to do.
[00:22.954]Alvin
[00:23.240]There's gotta be thousands of stories in that head of yours, tom.
[00:25.579]Just pick one and write it down.
[00:28.086]Thomas
[00:28.455]So i picked one and wrote it down. Three hundred and fifty words amounting to,
[00:39.418]Any good at all.
[00:40.498](thomas reads.)
[00:41.042]The butterfly. By thomas weaver.
[00:44.342]Alvin
[00:44.668]The butterfly’
[00:45.728]Thomas
[00:45.993]Yeah.
[00:47.876]In a far off land
[00:49.562]There lived a beautiful butterfly,
[00:54.376]In a kingdom full of blossom covered trees
[01:00.322]And winding through this paradise
[01:03.832]A river danced along
[01:06.600]And played with the constant summer breeze.
[01:11.974](thomas hesitates, losing confidence.)
[01:12.897]Alvin
[01:13.600]Keep going.
[01:14.839]Thomas
[01:15.596]The butterfly
[01:18.260]Found a tiny branch at the riverside
[01:22.746]And watched the water rushing who knows where.
[01:28.541]Carefully he sheltered
[01:30.955]From the power of the breeze
[01:33.720]For surely it could toss him through the air.
[01:39.068]‘i’m a butterfly,’
[01:40.959]He said,
[01:42.913]‘trivial and small
[01:45.558]And in the greater scheme of things
[01:48.719]I don’t mean much at all,
[01:51.403]So i’ll flap my wings to stretch myself
[01:54.549]And just enjoy the view.
[01:58.345]I’m a butterfly, what more can i do’’
[02:05.379]
[02:07.614]One afternoon the butterfly asked the river,
[02:12.896]"madam, what makes you hurry so’
[02:20.156]Are you rippling toward’
[02:23.046]Where, oh where do you go’"
[02:27.918]The river said, ‘i’m headed for the ocean,
[02:38.209]My friend, you’d love the ocean.
[02:40.864]It’s remarkable to see.
[02:43.725]Won’t you join our friendly chase’’
[02:48.270]‘i’m a butterfly,’
[02:50.249]He said,
[02:51.801]‘trivial and small
[02:54.281]And in the greater scheme of things
[02:57.313]I don’t mean much at all,
[02:59.907]So i flap my wings to stretch myself
[03:02.823]And just enjoy the view.
[03:05.004]I’m a butterfly, what more can i do’’
[03:10.349]
[03:11.067]So the butterfly, he dreamed of the ocean.
[03:16.208]He longed to flutter high above the seas,
[03:20.837]But there are dangers in the sky
[03:24.204]For a tiny butterfly.
[03:26.626]So from his branch
[03:27.817]He asked a question of the breeze.
[03:31.769]"what makes you chase the river
[03:34.182]T’ward the ocean’"
[03:36.969]Then the breeze told him a most amazing thing.
[03:42.338]‘i’m simply made up of the currents in the air
[03:47.870]That start from the movement of your wing,
[03:52.847]Your tiny wing.’
[03:56.431]‘you’re a butterfly my friend,
[04:01.239]Powerful and strong
[04:03.479]And i'm grateful for the way
[04:05.769]You’ve always hurried me along.
[04:09.295]When you flap your wings to stretch yourself
[04:12.071]It might seem small to you
[04:15.624]But you change the world
[04:20.245]With everything you do.’
[04:24.880]
[04:30.163]So he stretched his wings
[04:32.885]And took off from the safety of his tree
[04:40.145]And the butterfly finally saw the sea.
[04:56.535]
Thomas
And so i started writing. Anything and everything got put on paper.
A one-sentence preface...
Alvin
From a book i gave you.
Thomas
... Nudged...
Thomas
We are gathered to honor the life of alvin kelby. He was my best friend.
(he finds a pen and makes a correction.)
My good friend.
My oldest f...
Alvin
The beginning.
A story about alvin kelby.
My mom passed away
In the summer i turned six
Write that down.
Thomas
Alvin, what's the point’
Alvin
T...
Alvin
There's gotta be thousands of stories in this head of yours, tom.
Don’t look for one that isn't there.
(alvin looks around at the mess of papers...
Alvin
The greatest gift.
A story about alvin and thomas.
Thomas
Alvin and his father lived on the second floor above his father's bookstore.
Alvin
I...
Alvin
This is it, tom.
This is it.
Thomas
The morning before the big trip.
Alvin
Twenty-four hours and i will be there.
Thomas
All i could think was.....
Alvin
You should have told me about that.
Thomas
Alvin never would have understood.
Alvin
Yes i would.
Thomas
I had too much coming at me.
Alvin
You s...
In eighteen seventy-six
Cars were not invented.
They didn’t have the radio
Or movies or t.v.
And they had more diseases then
Which now can be prevente...