My school preformed Matilda on Wednesday and Thursday. My best friend was Matilda. I’m autistic & stay as tech bc I’m too scared to go on stage, but this song brings the greatest comfort.
I am Matilda and the emotions in this song make me shake! I get a strange sort of adrenaline when I act in this song. We are performing on May 11. Wish me luck! 😁
Good luck!! Today was my last day of preforming at my school for Matilda. (I was miss honey) I’m really sad to see it end it was one of the best experiences I’ve ever had. I hope it’s the same for you!
@Jellyfnaf And Dino good luck!! I just finished my show a few days ago. It was once of the best times I’ve had in a while. I hope you have fun and break a leg!
Congratulations! I wish you the best of luck, I found out 2 days ago I was Matilda! I’m going over this song over and over again. I’m performing on 30th June- 2nd July.
Lyrics: Have you ever wondered? Well I have. About when I say, say red, for example, there’s no way of knowing if red means the same thing in your head as red means in my head when someone says red! I’m not sure, but I wonder if inside my head, I’m not just a bit different from some of my friends. These answers that come into my mind unbidden, these stories delivered to me fully written. And when everyone shouts like they seem to like shouting, the noise in my head is incredibly loud. And I just wish they’d stop, my dad and my mum, and the Telly, and stories would stop for just once. And, I’m sorry, I’m not quite explaining it right, but this noise becomes anger and anger is light. And the burning inside me would usually fade, but it isn’t today. And the heat and the shouting, and my heart is pounding, and my eyes are burning, and suddenly, ev’rything, ev’rything is……. Quiet. Like silence but not really.. silent Just that still sort of quiet. Like the sound of a page being turned in a book. Or a pause in a walk in the woods. And though the people around me….. their mouths are still moving… the words they are forming… cannot reach me anymore… and it is quiet.. and I am warm… like I’ve sailed…. Into the eye of the storm… Matilda: Go on, tip.. tip over… tip.. tip over!!!!
I got Matilda in this show, and I’m really excited to sing this song! So much emotion, and even though those high notes are hard for me, I’m sure I’ll eventually have them! This has really helped, thank you! ❤
To add on to all of the other Matilda comments here, I'm playing Matilda in my school's play! I'm writing this on closing night and every time I've sung this on stage, I haven't been able to stop myself from crying. This song is so beautiful, channeling Matilda's character and emotion makes it just so touching.
Lyrics! Have you ever wondered, well I have, About how when I say say red. For example, there's no way of knowing if red, means the same thing in your head, as red means in my head when someone says red. I’m not sure, but I wonder if inside my head I’m not just a bit different from some of my friends. These answers that come into my mind and written, these stories, delivered and easily written. And when everyone shouts like they seem to like shouting, the noise in my head is incredibly loud. And I just wish they’d stop, my dad and my mum, and the telly and stories would stop for just once. And I’m sorry, I’m not quite explaining it right. This noise becomes anger, and the anger is light. And this burning inside me would usually fade, but it is earned today, in the heat and the shouting, and my heart is pounding, my eyes are burning, and suddenly; everything, everything is... Quiet. like silence, but not really silent. Just that still, sort of quiet. Like the sound of a page being turned in a book. Or a pause in a walk in the woods. And though, the people around me Their mouths are still moving… The words they are forming Cannot reach me anymore! And it is quiet. And I am warm. Like I’ve sailed… Into the eye Of the storm...
Have you ever wondered, well I have, About how when I say, say, red, for example, There's no way of knowing if red Means the same thing in your head As red means in my head When someone says red? I'm not sure... But I'm wondering inside my head, I'm not just a bit different from some of my friends... These answers that come into my mind unbidden... These stories delivered to me fully written... And when everyone shouts - they seem to like shouting - The noise in my head is incredibly loud, And I just wish they'd stop, my dad and my mum, And the telly and stories would stop just for once. I'm sorry - I'm not quite explaining it right, But this noise becomes anger, and the anger is light, And its burning inside me would usually fade, But it isn't today, and the heat and the shouting, And my heart is pounding, and my eyes are burning, And suddenly everything, everything is... Quiet... Like silence, but not really silent... Just that still sort of quiet Like the sound of a page
I have Miss Trunchbull in my school play! When I tried out for her, I sang The Hammer. When I heard this song for the first time, I fell in love! I am a sucker for high notes so the fact that I get to sing this song actually made me wanna cry!!
Have you ever wondered, well I have, About how when I say, say, red, for example, There's no way of knowing if red Means the same thing in your head As red means in my head When someone says red? And how if we are travelling At almost the speed of light, And we're holding a light, That light would still travel away from us At the full speed of light? Which seems right in a way, But I'm trying to say... I'm not sure... But I'm wondering inside my head, I'm not just a bit different from some of my friends... These answers that come into my mind unbidden... These stories delivered to me fully written... And when everyone shouts - they seem to like shouting - The noise in my head is incredibly loud, And I just wish they'd stop, my dad and my mum, And the telly and stories would stop just for once. I'm sorry - I'm not quite explaining it right, But this noise becomes anger, and the anger is light, And its burning inside me would usually fade, But it isn't today, and the heat and the shouting, And my heart is pounding, and my eyes are burning, And suddenly everything, everything is... Quiet... Like silence, but not really silent... Just that still sort of quiet Like the sound of a page being turned in a book, Or a pause in a walk in the woods. Quiet... Like silence, but not really silent... Just that nice kind of quiet, Like the sound when you lie upside down in your bed. Just the sound of your heart in your head... And though the people around me, Their mouths are still moving, The words they are forming Cannot reach me anymore. And it is quiet... And I am warm... Like I've sailed Into the eye of the storm...
me overthinking be like: Have you ever wondered? Well, I have About how when I say, say red For example, there's no way of knowing if red Means the same thing in your head As red means in my head when someone says red
Same! Our performances are on May 11 Edit: We performed! It went well, but the projector that made the secret writing on the chalkboard happen malfunctioned and we started ad-libbing about Ikea lol🤣
We’re doing this production in a week, I’m a part of light crew btw, but the original Rudolpho wasn’t showing up so they kicked him and now we have a “Rosita” instead of Rudolpho cause he was replaced with a girl
It’s so the already 2 hour show is shortened so the kids don’t get tired really as most places don’t do double casting. But I agree with you it is a little bit odd
