Vid for Gardnerhill: Mr. Holmes: Beekeeper
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holmesticeTitle: Mr. Holmes: Beekeeper
Recipient:gardnerhill
Vidder:rachelindeed
Beta:sanguinity
Verse: Mr. Holmes
Characters/Pairings: Sherlock Holmes and full cast
Rating: G
Warnings: N/A
Summary: Mr. Holmes struggles to remember the griefs of yesteryear. What he finds, to his surprise, is hope for tomorrow.
Or watch on Youtube: Mr. Holmes: Beekeeper
Lyrics and music by Dessa
Here comes the beekeeper
With her pitcher full of smoke
She'll put us all to sleep
I hope it's dreamless and it's deep
Sweet Prometheus, come home
They took away our fire
And all that scarcity promotes
Is desperate men and tyrants
What fine design
What hands
What minds
The envy of Eden
Our tools and our reason
It's clear in the animals' eyes
We stand upright
Build fires at night
Made on the sixth day to rest on the seventh
And now we just try to survive
The surgeon and farmer meet
And each greets the other with a bow
They're kindred instruments, you know
The scalpel and the plow
And in the shadow of the mountain
We work when work abounds
And we wear out all our prayers when the work runs out
What fine design
What hands
What minds
The envy of Eden
Our tools and our reason
It's clear in the animals' eyes
We stand upright
Build fires at night
Made on the sixth day to rest on the seventh
And now we just try to survive
Recipient:
gardnerhillVidder:
rachelindeedBeta:
sanguinityVerse: Mr. Holmes
Characters/Pairings: Sherlock Holmes and full cast
Rating: G
Warnings: N/A
Summary: Mr. Holmes struggles to remember the griefs of yesteryear. What he finds, to his surprise, is hope for tomorrow.
Or watch on Youtube: Mr. Holmes: Beekeeper
Lyrics and music by Dessa
Here comes the beekeeper
With her pitcher full of smoke
She'll put us all to sleep
I hope it's dreamless and it's deep
Sweet Prometheus, come home
They took away our fire
And all that scarcity promotes
Is desperate men and tyrants
What fine design
What hands
What minds
The envy of Eden
Our tools and our reason
It's clear in the animals' eyes
We stand upright
Build fires at night
Made on the sixth day to rest on the seventh
And now we just try to survive
The surgeon and farmer meet
And each greets the other with a bow
They're kindred instruments, you know
The scalpel and the plow
And in the shadow of the mountain
We work when work abounds
And we wear out all our prayers when the work runs out
What fine design
What hands
What minds
The envy of Eden
Our tools and our reason
It's clear in the animals' eyes
We stand upright
Build fires at night
Made on the sixth day to rest on the seventh
And now we just try to survive
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Date: 2018-12-30 04:42 am (UTC)'Elegiac' is the perfect word for the tone I was striving for, and I'm so glad that it came through successfully. The movie has very beautiful cinematography and locations, it was genuinely a pleasure to work with.
I'm so pleased you liked that match between the 'stand upright' lyric and Holmes's slow collapse as he grieves for what happened to Roger and admits how much he cared for and depended on him. His absence brings Holmes to his knees, and I was pleased that contrasting the lyric with the image seemed to highlight that emotion. It was one of those vidding moments where you cackle fiendishly and think: "Oh yeah, I've got it this time!" LOL.
Thank you so much for watching this, I'm so happy you enjoyed it!