BURTONVERSE

bur·ton·verse [bur-tn-vurs]
noun
1. the world of Tim Burton.

burtonhead(s)

New theme and a queue are coming soon!

1 year ago on August 29th, 2012 | J | 0 notes


Edward Scissorhands → requested by letdownyourlonghair

Edward Scissorhands → requested by letdownyourlonghair

2 years ago on July 25th, 2012 | J | 60 notes

Corpse Bride → requested by letdownyourlonghair
Corpse Bride → requested by letdownyourlonghair
2 years ago on July 25th, 2012 | J | 40 notes
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Song: The Cheshire Cat
Artist: Danny Elfman
Album: Alice in Wonderland: An Original Walt Disney Records Soundtrack
Played: 69 times.

TRACK: The Chesire Cat

ARTIST: Danny Elfman

ALBUM: Alice in Wonderland: An Original Walt Disney Records Soundtrack

2 years ago on July 12th, 2012 | J | 14 notes

Just put something Burton-related in the ask and I’ll make a few posts about it.

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Apologies for the non-Burton post!

It was meant for my personal.

2 years ago on June 7th, 2012 | J | 0 notes
I feel like a tide, caught out at sea.
- Victoria Everglot, Corpse Bride (2005)
2 years ago on May 21st, 2012 | J | 13 notes
2 years ago on May 21st, 2012 | J | 9 notes

An excerpt from The Nightmare Before Christmas by Tim Burton:

'Twas the nightmare before Christmas, and all through the house,
Not a creature was peaceful, not even a mouse.
The stockings all hung by the chimney with care,
When opened that morning would cause quite a scare!
The children, all nestled so snug in their beds,
Would have nightmares of monsters and skeleton heads.
The moon that hung over the new-fallen snow
Cast an eerie pall over the city below,
And Santa Claus’s laughter now sounded like groans,
And the jingling bells like chattering bones.
And what to their wondering eyes should appear,
But a coffin sleigh with skeleton deer.
And a skeletal driver so ugly and sick
They knew in a moment, this can’t be St. Nick!
From house to house, with a true sense of joy,
Jack happily issued each present and toy.
From rooftop to rooftop he jumped and he skipped,
Leaving presents that seemed to be straight from a crypt!
Unaware that the world was in panic and fear,
Jack merrily spread his own brand of cheer.

2 years ago on May 7th, 2012 | J | 25 notes