Audition Lyrics - Emma Stone

My aunt used to live in Paris. 

I remember, she used to come home and tell us these stories about being abroad and I remember she told us that she jumped into the river once, barefoot. 

She smiled... 

Leapt, without looking 

And tumbled into the Seine 

The water was freezing 

She spent a month sneezing 

But said she would do it again 

Here's to the ones who dream 

Foolish as they may seem 

Here's to the hearts that ache 

Here's to the mess we make 

She captured a feeling 

Sky with no ceiling 

The sunset inside a frame 

She lived in her liquor 

And died with a flicker 

I'll always remember the flame 

Here's to the ones who dream 

Foolish as they may seem 

Here's to the hearts that ache 

Here's to the mess we make 

She told me: 

"A bit of madness is key 

To give us new colors to see 

Who knows where it will lead us? 

And that's why they need us" 

So bring on the rebels 

The ripples from pebbles 

The painters, and poets, and plays 

And here's to the fools who dream 

Crazy as they may seem 

Here's to the hearts that break 

Here's to the mess we make 

I trace it all back to then 

Her, and the snow, and the Seine 

Smiling through it 

She said she'd do it again