Animation tips part 3: Special Effects Tutorial
Inspiration and Confidence in the K12 Classroom
For the holidays we wanted to do something light…fun…relevant…and creative! Oh, and how could we possibly leave out Red Bird?
RED: A Holiday Dedication to iCreate’s Red Bird
With original lyrics by iCreate’s own Jason Verhoosky, we hope you enjoy our holiday music video below in the key of Taylor Swift. And just in case you want to sing along, we’ve included the lyrics!
RED Lyrics
[Verse 1:]
Loving her is like driving my matchbox car down a dead-end street
Faster than the wind, passionate as sin ending so suddenly
Loving her is like trying to follow your mind if your mind was made of fuzz and wire
Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all
[Chorus:]
Losing her was blue like I’d never known
Missing her was dark grey all along
Forgetting her was like trying to forget that time we made myCreate require WiFi
But loving her was red
Loving her was red
[Verse 2:]
Touching her was like realizing all you ever wanted was a pipe cleaner and some googly eyes.
Memorizing her was as easy as 9 little steps that we printed on these cards and mailed to you
Following her was like going on a trip around the world each and every week.
Regretting her was like wishing you never found out that love could be that strong
[Chorus:]
Losing her was blue like I’d never known
Missing her was dark grey all along
Forgetting her was like trying to know somebody you never met
But loving her was red
Loving her was red
Burning red
[Bridge:]
Remembering her comes in facebook posts and instagram
Tell myself it’s time now, gotta let go
But moving on from her is impossible
When I still receive m weekly notification
[Chorus:]
Losing her was blue like I’d never known
Missing her was dark grey all along
Forgetting her was like trying to know somebody you never met
But loving her was red
Loving her was red
We’re burning red
[Post-Chorus:]
And that’s why she’s spinnin’ ’round in my head
Comes back to me, burning red
Yeah, yeah
Her love was like driving a matchbox car down a dead-end street