“ I have an idea that Gatsby himself didn’t believe it would come, and perhaps he no longer scared. If that was true that he must have felt that he had lost the old warm world, paid a high price for living too long with a single dream. he must have looked up at the unfamiliar sky through frightening leaves and shivered as he found what a grotesque thing a rose is and how raw the sunlight was upon the scarcely created grass. A new world, material without being reran, where poor ghosts, breathing dreams like air, drifted fortuitously about….like that ashen, fantastic figure gliding toward him through the amorphous trees.”
Creedence Clearwater Revival - I Put A Spell On You
“I put a spell on you, because you’re mine You better stop the thing that you’re doin’ I said, "Watch out, I ain’t lyin’”, yeah I ain’t gonna take none of your, foolin’ around I ain’t gonna take none of your, puttin’ me down I put a spell on you because you’re mine, all right"