Rob Thomas – Cradlesong

Offering a helping hand to another, image for Cradlesong by Rob Thomas, music video script by Rico Lamoureux of The Flash Fiction Ponder.

 

Offering a helping hand to another, image for Cradlesong by Rob Thomas, music video script by Rico Lamoureux of The Flash Fiction Ponder.

Cradle Song

Music Video Concept/Script

By

Rico Lamoureux

 

Song

By

Rob Thomas

 

All Rights Reserved

 

FADE IN:

In his small living quarters Rob puts on his coat and hat (back to camera) and wraps a scarf around his neck (turning to camera) as he leaves…

He closes the door to his humble room and starts to head down the hall…

MATCH CUT:

Breathing out the night’s cool crisp air Rob walks down a quiet street, only a few souls out.

DISSOLVE TO:

A homeless guy with squeegee and towel tries to offer a window cleaning to a stopped car, but it drives off.

As Rob passes he places one hand on the poor man’s shoulder while slipping some money into his palm as they shake hands.

Speechless, the guy holds up his squeegee but can’t offer anything, placing his hand over his heart in gratitude as the two smile at each other.

LYRICS

Everybody’s got a different story

Everybody wanna give their selves away

But I’m still afraid

DISSOLVE TO:

From extreme close-up we fall back on Rob as he puts on a pair of hole-filled shoes, the nearby homeless man that is brought into frame staring up at him with a look of question, Rob’s warm shiny boots beside him.

With a nod that his swapped shoes fit Rob places his hat on the man’s head as he continues on his way.

LYRICS

If we can stay out of their field of vision

If we can keep ourselves a half a world away

Ah honey

We’ll be okay

DISSOLVE TO:

Atop some wide open outside steps Rob sings with mic/mic stand… (Background out of focus/floating camera covering him)

LYRICS

(Rob singing)

The world can be so cruel

but I will sing for you

This cradlesong

all night long

DISSOLVE TO:

Handed some take-out at an all-night food stand Rob continues on his way.

LYRICS

Everybody’s got their own opinion

Everybody’s got a place where they belong

Like a favorite song

DISSOLVE TO:

He hands off the bag of food to an old veteran beggar in a wheelchair.

LYRICS

And I don’t wanna be a faded memory

I don’t wanna be the ghost that you can’t shake

I wanna be the real thing

Turns back long enough to give him a friendly salute as he keeps walking.

LYRICS

The world can be so cruel

but I will sing for you

This cradlesong

all night long

Yeah

all night long

Yeah

all night long

DISSOLVE TO:

Rob atop the stairs.

LYRICS

(Rob singing)

No one said that we were victims

honey

No one said we had to keep the things we get

There ain’t no regrets

DURING INSTRUMENTAL SECTION Rob stands with a doctor outside a patient’s room as he’s given the status.

He turns and looks towards the ill-fated woman inside.

Now at the side of the dying cancer patient and with his consoling hands embracing hers he keeps his eyes locked onto hers to provide some solace as she leaves this life.

Lips pressed together in deep emotion he nods his head that it’s all right for her to move on.

DISSOLVE TO:

Rob continuing on down a lonely night’s street.

LYRICS

And all our friends

they moved to Hollywood

But we ain’t that desperate yet

Oh no

Oh ain’t nothin’ like the real thing

DISSOLVE TO:

He arrives at the foot of those outside steps, a bunch of people gathered around to warmly greet him (including some familiar faces) as he makes his way up to the top where a mic/mic stand waits for him

LYRICS

The world can be so cruel

Let me sing to you

This cradlesong

all night long

As he starts to sing into the mic he begins to remove his scarf…

And jacket…

Revealing the priest garb which lies beneath it.

He really starts to get into his performance, which provides some joy to those whose lives he has touched.

LYRICS

(Rob singing)

The world can be so cruel

but I was sing for you

This cradlesong

all night long

This cradlesong

This cradlesong

Yeah

all night long

Sing it all night long

Yeah

all night long

Sing it all night long

all night long…

We slowly fall back, revealing the steps they stand upon belongs to that of a church.

Higher we go, showing the city they live in…

The country…

The planet, the landmasses coming together to form a hand in need being embraced by a hand of mercy.

FADE OUT:

 

 

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