[00:23.53]My aunt used to live in Paris.[00:26.92]I remember, she used to come home and tell us these stories about being abroad[00:32.67]and I remember she told us that she jumped into the river once, barefoot.[00:43.90][00:45.77]She smiled...[00:46.97][00:48.70]Leapt, without looking[00:56.12]And tumbled into the Seine[01:06.21]The water was freezing[01:10.30]She spent a month sneezing[01:14.53]But said she would do it again[01:19.25][01:22.45]Here's to the ones who dream[01:29.88]Foolish as they may seem[01:37.59]Here's to the hearts that ache[01:44.92]Here's to the mess we make[01:50.38][01:52.99]She captured a feeling[01:55.64]Sky with no ceiling[01:58.92]The sunset inside a frame[02:02.85][02:05.26]She lived in her liquor[02:08.54]And died with a flicker[02:11.85]I'll always remember the flame[02:15.61][02:18.15]Here's to the ones who dream[02:24.38]Foolish as they may seem[02:30.33]Here's to the hearts that ache[02:36.36]Here's to the mess we make[02:40.63][02:40.70]She told me:[02:44.42]"A bit of madness is key[02:48.11]To give us new colors to see[02:53.31]Who knows where it will lead us?[02:57.87]And that's why they need us"[03:01.77][03:02.41]So bring on the rebels[03:05.64]The ripples from pebbles[03:08.20]The painters, and poets, and plays[03:12.19][03:12.73]And here's to the fools who dream[03:19.57]Crazy as they may seem[03:24.67]Here's to the hearts that break[03:29.77]Here's to the mess we make[03:35.20][03:39.12]I trace it all back to then[03:47.50]Her, and the snow, and the Seine[03:55.91]Smiling through it[04:00.93]She said she'd do it again