Eddie Redmayne, Les Miserables Cast, Aaron Tveit ☆ ABC Cafe / Red And Black

At Notre Dame
Sections are prepared
At rue de Bac
They’re straining at the leash
Student workers everyone
There’s a river on the run
Like the flowing of the tide
Paris coming to our side
The time is near
So near it’s stirring the blood
in their veins
And yet beware
Don’t let the wine
Go to your brains
For the army we fight is
a dangerous foe
With the men and the arms
that we never can match
It’s easy to sit here
and swat ’em like flies
But the national guard
will be harder to catch
We need a sign
To rally the people
To call them to arms
To bring them in line
Marius you’re late
What’s wrong today
You look as if
you’ve seen a ghost
Some wine and say
what’s going on
A ghost you say
a ghost maybe
She was just like a ghost to me
One minute there
and she was gone
I am agog
I am aghast
Is Marius in love at last
I’ve never heard him
Oh and Ah
You talk of battles to be won
And here he comes like
Don Juan
It is better than an opera
It is time for us all
To decide who we are
Do we fight for the right
To a night at the opera now
Have you asked yourselves
What’s the price you might pay
Is this simply a game
For rich young boys to play
The colours of the world
Are changing day by day
Red the blood of angry men
Black the dark of ages past
Red a world about to dawn
Black the night
that ends at last
Had you been there tonight
You might know how it feels
To be struck to the bone
In a moment of breathless delight
Had you been there tonight
You might also look know
How the world may be changed
In just one burst of light
And what was right
Seems wrong
What was wrong
Seems right
I feel my soul on fire
Black
My world if she’s not there
Red
The colour of desire
Black
The colour of despair
Marius
You’re no longer a child
I do not doubt
You mean it well
But now there is a higher call
Who cares about
your lonely soul
We strive towards
a larger goal
Our little lives
Don’t count at all
Red
The blood of angry men
Black
The dark of ages past
Red a world about to dawn
Black the night that ends at last
Well Courfeyrac
Do we have all the guns
Feuilly Combeferre
Our time is running short
Grantaire put the bottle down
Do we have the guns we need
Give me brandy on my breath
And I’ll breath ’em all to death
Listen everybody
General Lamarque is dead
Lamarque His death
Lamarque His death
is the hour of fate
The people’s man
His death is the sign
we await
On his funeral day
They will honour his name
With the light of rebellion ablaze
in their eyes
From their candles of grief
We will kindle our flame
On the tomb of Lamarque
Barricades rise
The time is here
Let us welcome it gladly with
courage and cheer
Let us take to the street
with no doubt in our hearts
But a jubilant shout
They will come one and all
They will come when we call