♪♪
♪ I'm not doing anything
♪ My body's made of crushed little stars ♪
♪ And I'm not doing anything
♪ I want to see the whole world ♪
♪ I don't know how I'm gonna pay rent ♪
♪ I want to see the whole world ♪
♪ I better ace that interview
♪ I should tell them that I'm not afraid to die ♪
♪ I better ace that interview
♪♪
[ Ethereal music plays ]
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[ Thunder crashes ]
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[ Slurping ]
[ Hinges squeaking ]
[ Fire roaring ]
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[ Steam hissing ]
[ Chickens clucking ]
[ Inhaling deeply ]
♪♪
[ Birds chirping ]
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[ Saw whirrs ]
♪♪
[ Steam hissing ]
♪♪
[ Can rattling ]
♪♪
[ Flatulating ]
♪♪
[ Cans rattling ]
♪♪
[ Slurping ]
[ Stretching ]
♪♪
♪ Oh, where are you?
♪ Where are you, my friend?
♪ Oh, where are you?
♪ Where are you, my friend?
♪ You weren't lied to
♪ Yes, it's true
♪ My mom and I will die
♪ It won't happen today or tomorrow ♪
♪ We will die later
♪ If he could've, he would've don't it all better ♪
♪ But he only had six days
♪ He worked like a dog
♪ He didn't have enough help
♪♪
[ Birds chirping ]
♪♪
Man: Mr. Madila -- gifted spiritual healer and advisor.
No disappointment.
Seek help from Mr. Madila.
Uh, I'd like to know about your powers, I guess.
Do you believe in God?
Uh...
Would you consider yourself a spiritual person?
I wouldn't want to use those kinds of words.
Okay, okay, okay. I got you.
But the spirit exists whether you like it or not.
They're everywhere.
They're speaking to you right now.
I can help you open up, you know?
Let them in, and, uh...
listen to their voices.
But, I mean, wh-what would you say to someone who says
that hearing voices is strange or irrational?
Well...yes.
You -- You hear them all s-s-say hearing voices is --
is a sign of madness, you know.
But when you have a thought...
Eh? When you have an idea
that you're swapping in your brain...
[ Indistinct talking ]
...where do they come from?
What is a thought but a voice in your head?
Surely, it is madness
to hear no voice at all.
Everything is made of atoms,
but an atom is mostly empty space.
Yet, we can touch objects.
We can feel them.
This is a construction.
We imagine our own existence,
and we can manipulate and alter our reality, yes?
Yeah, yeah. I think...
I think so.
Everything is mostly nothing.
You look closely, and you can see
all the little bits of pieces
and all the gaps in between.
Close your eyes.
What do you see?
I can't see anything.
Look again.
Rub your eyes.
Rub them 'til the colors come.
♪♪
The color of nothing.
It's so beautiful, no?
It's all in your head.
♪♪
[ Explosion ]
♪♪
♪ Call a bird
♪ And see if it dies
♪ The falling is saved
♪ I want to make things right
♪ Your ageless time
♪♪
♪ I scorned, you came back
♪ Feels just right
♪ Fall into next
♪ And all of your fight
♪ Your waveless eyes
♪♪
[ Glass shatters ]