National College Credit Recommendation Service
The video began with Daisy’s voice and, right on cue, a burst of color smeared across the frame. A lullaby ghosted in beneath the soundtrack; a thrift-store smile winked in for a breath; the sound of a distant thunderclap matched a flash of light as if the world itself had a cut in it. People laughed at the absurd parts—the claymation puppet that danced between shots of shattered plastic—but by the end there wasn’t a dry eye in the room.
The video began with Daisy’s voice and, right on cue, a burst of color smeared across the frame. A lullaby ghosted in beneath the soundtrack; a thrift-store smile winked in for a breath; the sound of a distant thunderclap matched a flash of light as if the world itself had a cut in it. People laughed at the absurd parts—the claymation puppet that danced between shots of shattered plastic—but by the end there wasn’t a dry eye in the room.
