Lifted
Bright EyesVersion1
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The picture is far too big to look at kid. Your eyes won't open wide enough
and you are constantly surrounded by that swirling stream of what is and what was.
Well, we've all made our predictions but the truth still isn't out.
So if you want to see the future, go stare into a cloud.
And keep trying to find your way out of that maze of memories.
It all sort of looks familiar, but then you get up close and it's different. clearly.
Each time you turn a corner, you are right back to where you were
and your only hope is that forgetting might make a door appear.
Is it your fear of being buried that makes you so afraid to speak?
An avalanche of opinions like the one that feel that I am now underneath
It was my voice that moved the first rock and I would do it all again.
So, I mean, it's cool if you keep quiet, but I like singing.
So I'll be holding my note and stomping and strumming and feeling so very
lucky.
There is nothing I know except that this lifetime is just one moment
and wishing will just leave me empty.
So you can try and live in darkness but you will never shake the light. It will greet
you every morning
and make you more aware with its absence at night,
when you are wrapped up in your blanket baby, that comfortable cocoon.
But I have seen the day of your awakening boy and it's coming soon.
So go ahead and loose yourself in liquor and you can praise the clouded mind
but it isn't what you are thinking it's the course of history, your position in line.
You are just a piece of the puzzle so I think you had better find your place.
And don't go blaming your knowledge on some fruit you ate.
Because there has been a great deal of discussion, yes, about the properties of man.
Animal or angel? You were carved from bone, but your heart it's just sand.
And the wind is going to scatter it and cover everything with love.
So if it makes you happy, keep kneeling Mama, but I am standing up.
Because this veil, it has been lifted yes. My eyes are wet with clarity.
I have been a witness of such wonders. Oh, I have searched for them all across this country
but I think I'll be returning now to the town where I was born.
And I understand you must keep moving friend, but I am heading home.
I'm gonna follow the road and let the scenery sweeping by easily enter my
body.
I'll send you all this message in code, under ground, over mountains,
through forests, deserts and cities.
All across the electric wire, it's a baited line. The hook is in deep boys,
there is no more time. So you can struggle in the water and be too stubborn to die,
-cut off
or you could just let go and be lifted to the sky.
Method Acting:
There's no beginning to the story, a bookshelf sinks into the sand
And a language learned and forgot, in turn, is studied once again
It's a shocking bit of footage viewed from a shitty TV screen
You can squint out into snowy static to make out the meaning
And keep on stretching the antenna hoping that it will come clear
We need some reception, a higher message, just tell us what to fear
'Cause I don't know what tomorrow brings
It's alive with such possibilities
All I know is I feel better when I sing
Burdens are lifted from me
That's my voice rising
So, Michael, please keep the tape rolling, boys keep strumming those guitars
We need a record of our failures, yes, we must document our love
I've sat too long in my silence, I've grown too old in my pain
To shed this skin, be born again, it starts with an ending
So thank you, friends, for the time we shared
My love stays with you like sunlight and air
And though I truly wish I could keep hanging around here
My joy is covering me
Soon, I will disappear
It's not a movie
No private screening
This method acting
Well, I call that living
It's like a fountain
A door has opened
We have a problem
With no solution
But to love and to be loved
So I've made peace with the falling leaves
I see their same fate in my own body
But I won't be frightened when I'm awoken from this dream
And returned to that which
Gave birth to me
Gave birth to me
Gave birth to me
Gave birth to me
And the story goes
And the story goes
And it goes on and on and on and on
It's going on and on and on and on
Make War:
Our love is dead but without limits
like the surface of the moon
and the land between you and the mountains
It is not these hiding places that have kept us innocent
but the way you taught me to just let it all go by
Please return, return
to the person that you were
And I will do the same
'cause it's too hard to belong
to somenone who is gone
my compass spins
the wilderness remains
False Advertising:
On a string I was held. The way that I move, can you tell?
My actions are orchestrated from above. So I swing and I sway.
Wave my hand. Kick my leg. And it is always right with the music.
"Until all that swinging starts to make you sick"
For a song I was bought. Now I lie when I talk with a careful eye on the cue card.
Onto a stage, I was pushed with my sorrow well rehearsed.
So give me all your pity and your money. Now.
"We used to think that sound was something pure"
If I could act like this was my real life and not some cage where I've been
placed, then, I could tell you the truth like I used to and not be afraid of
sounding fake.Now all that anyone is listening for are the mistakes.
In a house, by myself, I hear the ice start to melt and watch rooftops weep
for the sunlight.
And I know what must change. Fuck my face. Fuck my name.
They are brief and false advertisements for a soul I don't have.
Something true I have lacked and spent my whole life trying to make up for.
But I found in a song and in the people I love. They will lift me up out of
darkness.
Now my door stands open. I am inviting everyone in.
We will laugh we're gonna drink until the morning comes. That is what we are going to do.
come on come on
You Will You Will? You? Will?:
You say that I treat you like a book on a shelf. I don't take you out that
often because I know that I completed you and that is why you are here.
That is the reason why you stay here. How awful you must feel.
You said you would be my dream. I could have you every night and if, by
morning, I had forgotten you, well, no big deal, it would be all right
because you are the reoccurring kind. You are the reoccurring kind. You
never leave my mind. are you the love of my lifetime? Because there have
been times I have had my doubts.
We were just kids when I first kissed you in the attic of my parents house,
and I wish we were there now. It took so long to figure out what this book
has been about.
Now I write when I'm away letters that you never read. You said go to
explore those other women,
the geography of their bodies but there is just one map you'll need. You are
boomerang.
You see. You will return to me.
You will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will
You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will.
'Cause if you don't, then this book's all lies
If you don't, then my plans would all be ruined
If you don't, I'll start drinking like the way I drank before
Well then I just wont have a future anymore
Lover I Dont Have to Love:
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I picked you out
Of a crowd to talk to you
Said I liked your shoes
You said thanks can I follow you?
So it's up the stairs
And out of view No prying eyes
I poured some wine
I asked your name you asked the time
Now it's two o'clock,
the club is closed we're up the block
Your hands on me
Pressing hard against your jeans
Your tongue in my mouth
Trying to keep the words from coming out
You didn't care to know
Who else may have been you before
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a girl who's to sad to give a fuck
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
I thought he said to meet me here but I'm not sure
I got the money if you got the time
You said it feels good I said I'll give it a try
Then my mind went dark
We both forgot where your car was parked
Let's just take the train
I'll meet up with the band in the morning
Bad actors with bad habits
Some sad singers
They just play tragic
And the phone's ringing
And the van's leaving
Let's just keep touching
Let's just keep keep singing
I want a lover I don't have to love
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Where's the kid with the chemicals
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
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I need some meaning I can memorize
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind
But you but you
You write such pretty words
But life's no story book
Love is an excuse to get hurt
And to hurt
"Do you like to hurt?"
"I do! I do!"
"Then hurt me."
Bowl of Oranges:
The rain it started tappin'
On the window near my bed
There was a loophole in my dreamin'
So I got out of it
And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open
Just my nightstand and my dresser
Where those nightmares had just been
So I dressed myself and left then
Out into the gray streets
But everything seemed different
And completely new to me
The sky the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body
And each person I encountered
I couldn't wait to meet
And I came upon a doctor
Who appeared in quite poor health
I said there's nothing I can do for you that you can't do for yourself
He said oh yes you can, just hold my hand, so I sat with him awhile
Then I asked him how he felt
He said I think I'm cured
No, in fact, I'm sure of it
Thank you, stranger
For your therapeutic smile
So that's how I learned the lesson
That everyone's alone
And your eyes must do some raining
If you're ever gonna grow
And when crying don't help
You can't compose yourself
It's best to compose a poem
An honest verse of longing
Or a simple song of hope
That's why I'm singing baby don't worry
'Cause now I got your back
And every time you feel like crying
I'm gonna try and make you laugh
And if I can't
If it just hurts too bad
Then we'll wait for it to pass
And I will keep you company for those days so long and black
And we'll keep working on the problem
We know we'll never solve
Our love's un-even remainders
Our lives are fractions of a whole
But if the world could remain within a frame
Like a painting on a wall
Then I think we'd see the beauty then
We'd stand staring in awe
At our still lives posed
Like a bowl of oranges
Like a story told
By the fault-lines in the soil
Don't Know When But Days Gonna Come
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The future has got me worried, such awful thoughts.
My head is a carousèl of pictures.
The spinning never stops.
I just want someone to walk in front and I'll follow the
leader
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I know I should be brave but I'm just too afraid
Of all this change
So when i'm lost in a crowd, i hope that you'll pick me out.
Oh, How I long to be found.
The grass grew high. I lay down.
Now, I wait for a hand to lift me up, help me stand.
I have been laying so low. don't want to lay here no more
Waste of Paint"
I have a friend, he is made mostly of paint.
He wakes up, drives to work, and then straight back home again.
He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper.
I thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record cover.
And I tried to tell him he had a sense of color and composition so magnificent.
And he said "Thank you, please but your flattery is truly not becoming me.
Your eyes are poor. You are blind. You see, no beauty could have come from
me.
I am a waste of breath, of space, of time."
etc....
From A Balance Beam:
There is a man holding a megaphone, so he must have been the voice of God.
The bystanders claimed they saw angels flying up and down the block.
Well, they must have been attached to wires. I saw one laying in
the lawn with a broken arm,
so I called 911. So that is one less founded opinion. One more cause for a dispute.
So the street filled, like a basin, up with cameras and their crews
and they washed away the rumors leaving just the concrete truth. It was a spectacle.
No, I mean a miracle. So then I fell like that girl from a balance beam.
A gymnasium of eyes were all holding on to me. I lifted one foot to cross the other
and I felt myself slipping. It was a small mistake. Sometimes that is all it takes.
Now I'm staring at my wrist, hoping that the timing is right. When the
planes will align.
There will be no planets to align. Just the carcass of the sun
and those little painted marbles spinning endless through an endless black sky.
It was in a foreign hotel's bathtub I baptized myself in change.
And one by one I drowned all of the people I had been.
I emerged to find the parallels were fewer. I was cleansed. I looked in the mirror
and someone new was there. Still, I was as helpless as a chess piece
when I was lifted up by someone's hand and delivered from the corner my
enemies had got me in.
But in all of my salvation I still felt imprisoned inside that holding cell
that is myself.
So I wait for the day when I'll hear the key as it turns in the lock
and the guard will say to me, "Oh my patient prisoner you have waited for
this day
and finally you are free! You are free! You are freezing."
Now I'm staring at the sun, waiting for it to explode. Because a day is
gonna come,
don't know when but it will come and then we will finally know the way out of here.
And I will throw away this wrinkled map and my chart of stars and compass, cracked.
And I'll climb out that tree all wet with sap to avoid the hungry beasts below.
I'll cut out my love's tongue and sing of a graveyard gray and a garden green and
then we won't have to worry no more. No we won't ever worry again abouthow this song
or story ends about how this song and story will end.
Laura Laurent:
Laura are you still livin' there on your estate of sorrows?
You used to leave it occasionally but now you don't even bother
to ride the commuter train west to Chicago
to stroll through the greenery in the park past the statues
how her eyes seemed to follow you, like a hated addiction
their beauty carved out of absolutes you could never claim
or even envision
Laura you were the saddest song in the shape of a woman
yeah I thought you were beautiful but I wept with your movements
but I hope that you're laughing now from that place on the carpet
where we shared a sleeping bag in your sister's apartment
oh how she would worry so, you know I was just a stranger
but she asked me to care for you, yes she did
and I went and betrayed her
But do you know we're in high demand, Laura, us, people who suffer?
because we don't take to arguing and we're quick to surrender.
Well I think I would call tonight if I still had your number
your thoughts have always laid close to mine, and we're both skipping supper.
But you should never be embarrassed by your trouble with living
'Cause it's the ones with the sorest throats, Laura,
who have done the most singing
LAlalalalalalLalalALalAlala
Lets Not Shit Ourselves (To love and too be loved)
The animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness. A baby cried hard in an
apartment complex,
as I pass a car buried under the influence. The city is driving me out of my
mind.
I have seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity.
He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree and lands in the grass and
weeps for his dignity.
Next time he will not aim so high. Yeah, next time, neither will I.
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Readable chord sheet for Lifted by Bright Eyes
[G]The picture is far too big to look at kid. Your eyes won't open wide enough
and you are constantly surrounded by that swirling stream of what is and what was.
Well, we've all [C]made our predictions but the truth still isn't [G]out.
So if yo[D]u want to see the future, go stare into a c[G]loud.
[G]And keep trying to find your way out of that maze of memories.
It all sort of looks familiar, but then you get up close and it's different. clearly.
Each ti[C]me you turn a corner, you are right back to where you [G]were
and your only ho[D]pe is that forgetting might make a door a[G]ppear.
Is it you[G]r fear of being buried that makes you so afraid to speak?
An avalanche of opinions like the one that feel that I am now underneath
It was my[C] voice that moved the first rock and I would do it all[G] again.
So, I mean, it's c[D]ool if you keep quiet, but I like s[G]inging.
So I'll be hol[D]ding my note and stomping and strumming and feeling so very
luc[G]ky.
There is n[D]othing I know except that this lifetime is just one moment
and wishing will just leave me e[G]mpty.
[G]So you can try and live in darkness but you will never shake the light. It will greet
you every morning
and make you more aware with its absence at night,
when you are wr[C]apped up in your blanket baby, that comfortable c[G]ocoon.
But I have seen the da[D]y of your awakening boy and it's coming s[G]oon.
So go ahead an[G]d loose yourself in liquor and you can praise the clouded mind
but it isn't what you are thinking it's the course of history, your position in line.
You are just a pi[C]ece of the puzzle so I think you had better find your [G]place.
And don't go b[D]laming your knowledge on some fruit you a[G]te.
Because there has been a great deal of discussion, yes, about the properties of man.
Animal or angel? You were carved from bone, but your heart it's just sand.
And the [C]wind is going to scatter it and cover everything with [G]love.
So if it makes you h[D]appy, keep kneeling Mama, but I am standing [G]up.
Because thi[G]s veil, it has been lifted yes. My eyes are wet with clarity.
I have been a witness of such wonders. Oh, I have searched for them all across this country
but I t[C]hink I'll be returning now to the town where I was b[G]orn.
And I un[D]derstand you must keep moving friend, but I am heading h[G]ome.
I'm gonna fo[D]llow the road and let the scenery sweeping by easily enter my
b[G]ody.
I'll send you all this m[D]essage in code, under ground, over mountains,
through forests, deserts and [G]cities. [G] [G]
All a[C]cross the electric wi[C]re, it's a baited line. T[C]he hook is in deep boys,
there is no more [C]time. So you can struggle in the water and be too stubborn to die,
[C] [C] [D] [D] [D]-cut off
or you could just let go and be lifted to the sky.
Method Acting:
There's n[Em]o beginning to the story, a booksh[B7]elf sinks into the sand
And a[C] language learned and forgot, in turn, is[G] st[Fm7]udied once again
It's a[Em] shocking bit of footage viewed from a[B7] shitty TV screen
You can[C] squint out into snowy static to[G] m[Fm7]ake out the meaning
And keep on[Em] stretching the antenna hoping tha[B7]t it will come clear
We need some[C] reception, a higher message, just[G] t[Fm7]ell us what to fear
'Cause[Am] I don't[D] know what[G] t[D]omorrow [C]brings
It's[Am] alive [D]with such possib[G]il[D]ities [C]
[Am]All I [D]know is I feel [G]better [D]when I[C] sing
Burdens are[D] lifted from me
That's my voice r[Em]ising[B7] [C] [G]
[Em] [B7] [C] [G] [Em] [B7] [C] [G]
So, Michael,[Em] please keep the tape rolling, boys keep[B7] strumming those guitars
We need a[C] record of our failures, yes, we must[G] d[Fm7]ocument our love
I've[Em] sat too long in my silence, I've grown[B7] too old in my pain
To[C] shed this skin, be born again, it st[G]ar[Fm7]ts with an ending
So[Am] thank you,[D] friends, for the[G] ti[D]me [C]we shared
My love[An] stays with [D]you like sun[G]lig[D]ht a[C]nd air
And though I[An] truly [D]wish I could keep [G]hanging [D]around [C]here
My joy is[D] covering me
Soon, I will disa[Em]ppea[B7]r [C] [G]
[Em] [B7] [C] [G]
[C]It's not a movie
[Em]No private screening
[Am]This method acting
Well, I [D]call that living
It[C]'s like a fountain
[Em]A door has opened
[Am]We have a problem
With [D]no solution
But to[C] love and to be[B7] loved
So[Am] I've made[D] peace with the[G] fal[D]ling[C] leaves
I see[Am] their same [D]fate in my [G]own [D]bo[C]dy
But I won't[Am] be frig[D]htened when I'm[G] awoken[D] from this[C] dream
And r[D]eturned to that which
Gave birth to[Em] me[B7] [C] [G]
[Em]Gav[B7]e b[C]ir[G]th to me
Gave birth to me
Gave birth to me
And the story goes
And the story goes
And it goes on and on and on and on
It's going on and on and on and on
Make War:
Our love is d[E]ead but without limits
like the s[A]urface of the moon
and the [E]land between you and the [B7]mountains
It is [E]not these hiding places that have [A]kept us innocent
but the way you t[E]aught me to just [B7]let it all go by[E]
Please re[A]turn, return
to the [E]person that you were
An[C#m]d I will do the [B]same
'cause it's too [A]hard to belong
to [E]somenone who is gone
my c[F#m]ompass spins
the wi[A]lderness remains [E]
False Advertising:
On [D]a string I was[D2] held. The way that [G]I move, can you [F#]tell?
My ac[Em]tions are orc[A7]hestrated from abo[D]ve. So I swing[D] and I sw[D2]ay.
Wave my[G] hand. Kick [F#]my leg. And it is[Em] always ri[A7]ght with the[D] music.
"Until all that swinging starts to make you sick"
Fo[D]r a song I was[D2] bought. Now I lie[G] when I ta[F#]lk with a caref[Em]ul ey[A]e on the[D] cue card.
Onto a [D]stage, I was[D2] pushed with my[G] sorrow well re[F#]hearsed.
S[Em]o give me all your [A7]pity and your m[D]oney. Now.
"We used to think that sound was something pure"
If [Em]I could [A]act like th[F#]is was my real l[Bm]ife and[G] not some [A]cage where I've been
pla[Bm]ced, t[Em]hen, I could [A]tell you t[F#]he truth like [Bm]I used to a[G]nd not be af[A]raid of
soun[Bm]ding fake.Now a[G]ll that anyone is listening [A]for are the mist[D]akes.
I[D]n a house, b[D2]y myself, I hear[G] the ice start t[F#]o melt and watch ro[Em]oftops w[A7]eep
for the s[D]unlight.
And I[D] know what must ch[D2]ange. Fuck [G]my face. Fuck my [F#]name.
They are[Em] brief and [A7]false adverti[D]sements for a s[D]oul I don't[D2] have.
Something[G] true I have la[F#]cked and spent my [Em]whole life tr[A7]ying to make up f[D]or.
But I fo[D]und in a [D2]song and in the [G]people I[F#] love. They will li[Em]ft me up ou[A7]t of
darknes[D]s.
Now my do[D]or stand[D2]s open. I am [G]inviting every[F#]one in.
We [Em]will laugh we're gonna[A7] drink until the mor[D]ning comes. That is w[D]hat we are going to do.
come on come on
You Will You Will? You? Will?:
[E] [Esus] [E]
You s[E]ay that I treat you like a bo[A]ok on a shelf. I don't tak[E]e you out that
often because I k[B7]now that I c[A]ompleted you and t[A]ha[A2]t is why you a[E]re[Esus] here[E].
That is the reas[A]on [A2]why you sta[E]y [Esus]here.[E] How [B7]awful yo[A]u must[E] f[Esus]eel. [E]
You said [E]you would be my dream. I could hav[A]e you every night and if, by
morn[E]ing, I had forgotten you, well, no bi[B7]g deal, it would b[A]e all right
because you are the re[A]oc[A2]currin[E]g [Esus]kind.[E] You are the [A]re[A2]occurring[E] k[Esus]ind. [E]You
never [B7]leave [A]my [E]mind. are you the [E]love of my lifetime? Because there have
been ti[A]mes I have had my doubts.
We were just kid[E]s when I first kissed you in the [B7]attic of my [A]parents house,
and I wish we [A]we[A2]re there [E]now. It took so [A]long to figure [E]out what this[B7] book
has [A]been abo[E]ut[Esus]. [E]
Now I wri[E]te when I'm away lett[A]ers that you never read. You said [E]go to
explore those other women,
the geogr[B7]aphy of thei[A]r bodies but there is just [A]on[A2]e map you'll[E] n[Esus]eed. [E]You are
[A]
[A] boomerang.
Y[E]ou[Esus] see.[E] You wi[B7]ll ret[A]urn t[E]o me.
[E]Yo[Esus]u wil[E]l. You? Will. You? Will. You? [A]Will. You? Will. Y[B7]ou? Will. [E]You? Will
[E]Yo[Esus]u? Wi[E]ll. You? Will. You? Will. You?[A] Will. You? Will. [B7]You? Will. [E]You? Will.
'Cause if you don't, then thi[F#]s book's al[E]l lies
If you don't, then my [F#]plans would all [E]be ruined
If you don't, I'll start[F#] drinking like the way I drank [B7]before
Well then I[F#] just wont have a[A] future anymo[E]re
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I p[Am]icked you[A] out
Of a[F] crowd to talk[E] to you
S[Am]aid I liked your sh[A]oes
[F]You said thanks c[E]an I follow you?
S[Am]o it's up the s[A]tairs
A[F]nd out of vi[E]ew No prying eyes
I [Am]poured some [A]wine
I [F]asked your name you asked [E]the time
N[Am]ow it's two[A] o'clock,
th[F]e club is closed [E]we're up the block
Y[Am]our hands on [A]me
Pr[F]essing hard ag[E]ainst your jeans
Y[Am]our tongue[A] in my mouth
[F]Trying to keep the [E]words from coming out
[Am]You didn't care[A] to know
Wh[F]o else may have been yo[E]u before
I [Am]want a lover I don't have to [A]love
I wan[F]t a girl who's to sad [E]to give a fuck
W[Am]here's the kid with the ch[A]emicals?
I thought[F] he said to meet me [E]here but I'm not sure
I got th[Am]e money if you g[A]ot the time
You said [F]it feels good I said I'll give it a t[E]ry
Then my mind went dark
We both forgot where your car was parked
Let's just take the train
I'll meet up with the band in the morning
[Am]Bad actors[A] with bad [F]habit[E]s
S[Am]ome sad s[A]ingers
They ju[F]st play tra[E]gic
And the p[Am]hone's [A]ringing
And[F] the van's lea[E]ving
Let's just k[Am]eep touch[A]ing
Let's[F] just keep [F]keep [E]singing
I wan[Am]t a lover I don't have [A]to love
I[F] want a boy who's so[E] drunk he doesn't talk
W[Am]here's the kid wi[A]th the chemicals
I got a hu[F]nger and I ca[E]n't seem to get full
[Am] [A]>
I need some meaning I can memorize
T[F]he kind I have al[F]ways seems to slip my[E] m[E]ind
But you but you
Y[C]ou[C] write such[Am] pre[G]tty w[F]ords
B[C]ut[C] life's no [Am]stor[G]y boo[F]k
L[C]ov[C]e is an exc[Am]use [G]to ge[F]t hurt
And[E] to hurt
"Do you [E]like to hurt?"
"I do! I do!"
[Am]"Th[A]en h[F]urt [E]me."
Bowl of Oranges:
[C]The rain it started tappin'
[G]On the window near my bed
There w[F]as a loophole in my dreamin'
S[G]o I got out of it
[Am]And to my surprise my eyes were wide and [F]already open
Just[D] my nightstand and my dresser
Where th[G]ose nightmares had just been
So [C]I dressed myself and left then
O[G]ut into the gray streets
Bu[F]t everything seemed different
An[G]d completely new to me
[Am]The sky the trees, houses, buildin[F]gs, even my own body
And ea[D]ch person I encountered
I[G] couldn't wait to meet
And I[C] came upon a doctor
Who[G] appeared in quite poor health
I said the[F]re's nothing I can do for you t[G]hat you can't do for yourself
He said[Am] oh yes you can,[F] just hold my h[D]and, so I sat with him awhile
Then I[G] asked him how he felt
He sa[F]id [F]I think I'm cure[Am]d
No, in fact[F], I'[F]m sure of[Am] it
Thank[F] you,[F] stran[Am]ger
For your[G] therapeutic smile
So tha[C]t's how I learned the lesson
That[G] everyone's alone
And yo[F]ur eyes must do some raining
If you're[G] ever gonna grow
And when[Am] crying don't help
You can't compose yourself
It's[F] best to compose a poem
An[D] honest verse of longing
Or a[G] simple song of hope
That's why [C]I'm singing baby don't worry
'Caus[G]e now I got your back
And eve[F]ry time you feel like crying
I'm gon[G]na try and make you laugh
And[Am] if I can't
If it just hurts too bad
Then [F]we'll wait for it to pass
And I w[D]ill keep you company for[G] those days so long and black
And we'll k[C]eep working on the problem
We [G]know we'll never solve
Our[F] love's un-even remainders
Our lives [G]are fractions of a whole
But if th[Am]e world could remain within a frame
Like[F] a painting on a wall
Then I[D] think we'd see the beauty then
We'd s[G]tand staring in awe
At [F]our s[F]till live[Am]s posed
Like[F] a bo[F]wl of [Am]oranges
Like [F]a sto[F]ry t[Am]old
By the[G] fault-lines in the soil
Don't Know When But Days Gonna Come
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[G]The future has got me worried, such awful thoughts. [Am]
My head is a carous&e[D]grave;l of pictures.
The s[G]pinning never s[G]to[F#]ps. [G]
[G]I just want someone to walk in front a[Am]nd I'll follow the [F]
[G]leader
Continue until chorus
I[Am] know I should be brave bu[D]t I'm just too af[G]rai[G/F#]d [Em7]
Of all this chan[D]ge
So when i'm lost in a[G] crowd, i hope that you'll pick me out. [Bm]
[Am]Oh, How I long to be found.
The g[D]rass grew high. I lay down.
[G]No[Bm]w, I wait for a hand to lift me up, help me stand.
[Am]I h[D]ave been laying so low. don't want to lay here no more
Waste of Paint"
[C] [F] [Fmaj] [F]
[C]I have a frie[F]nd[Fmaj], he is made m[F]ostly of paint. [C] [F] [Fmaj] [F]
[C]He wakes up[F], [Fmaj]drives to work[F], and then straight back h[C]om[F]e [Fmaj]again. [F]
He [C]on[F]ce[Fmaj] cut one of my[F] nightmares out of[C] p[F]ap[Fmaj]er. [F]
[C]I [F]th[Fmaj]ought it was b[F]eautiful, I put it on a record [C]co[F]ve[Fmaj]r. [F]
And I tr[G]ied to tell him he had a sense of col[C]or[F] a[Fmaj]nd composition[F] so magnificent.
And he said "[F]Thank you, ple[G]ase but your f[F]lattery [G]is tru[F]ly n[G]ot bec[F]omin[G]g me.
Your [F]eyes are [G]poor. You ar[F]e blind.[G] You see, no[F] beauty cou[G]ld have co[F]me from
me. [G]
I [C]am[F] a[Fmaj] waste of brea[F]th, [C]of[F] s[Fmaj]pace, of time.[F]"
etc....
From A Balance Beam:
There is[D] a man holding a megaphone, so he must hav[A]e been the voice of God.
The bystand[D7]ers claimed they saw angels flying u[G]p and down the block.
Well, they must have [Gm]been attached to wires. I saw one laying in
the [Bm]lawn with a br[A]oken arm,
so I called[A] 911. So that is one l[D]ess founded opinion. One more [A]cause for a dispute.
So the s[D7]treet filled, like a basin, up with c[G]ameras and their crews
and they [Gm]washed away the rumors leaving j[Bm]ust the concrete truth. It was a s[A]pectacle.
No, I mean a [A]miracle. So then I [D]fell like that girl from a b[A]alance beam.
A gym[D7]nasium of eyes were all ho[G]lding on to me. I lifted one foo[Gm]t to cross the other
and I f[Bm]elt myself slipping. It was a s[A]mall mistake. Sometimes that is [A]all it takes.
[Bm] Now I'm staring at my wr[G]ist, hoping that the timing is r[A]ight. When the
planes w[D]ill align.
There will be no planets to [G]align. Just the carcass of the[Gm] sun
and those little painted m[Gm]arbles spinning endless through an endless black sky.
[D] [D] [D] [D]
It was in a f[D]oreign hotel's bathtub I bapt[A]ized myself in change.
And [D7]one by one I drowned all of the p[G]eople I had been.
I em[Gm]erged to find the parallels were [Bm]fewer. I was cleansed. I looked [A]in the mirror
and someone [A]new was there. Still, I was as h[D]elpless as a chess piece
when I was lifted[A] up by someone's hand and de[D7]livered from the corner my
enemi[G]es had got me in.
But in [Gm]all of my salvation I still [Bm]felt imprisoned inside that ho[A]lding cell
that is [A]myself.
So I w[D]ait for the day when I'll h[A]ear the key as it [D7]turns in the lock
and the [G]guard will say to me, "Oh my patient prisoner you have waited for
this day [Bm]
and finally you are f[A]ree! You are free! You are[A] freezing."
[Bm] Now I'm staring at the su[G]n, waiting for it to ex[A]plode. Because a day is
gonna c[D]ome,
don't know when but it will [G]come and then we will finally know the[Gm] way out of here.
[Gm]And I will throw away this wrinkled map and my chart of stars and compass, cracked.
And I'll climb out that tree all wet with sap to avoid the hungry beasts below.
I'll cut out my love's tongue and sing of a graveyard gray and a garden green and
then we won't have to worry no more. No we won't ever worry again abouthow this song
or story ends about how this song and story will end.
[D] [D] [D]
Laura Laurent:
[G]Laura are you still [Am]livin' ther[D]e on your estate of sor[G]rows?
[G]You used to leave it oc[Am]casionally[D] but now you don't even b[G]other
[G]to ride the com[Am]muter train[D] west to Chic[G]ago
[G]to stroll through the [Am]greene[D]ry in the park past [G]the statues
[Bm]how her eyes seemed to [Em]follow you[C], like a hated a[D]ddiction
[Bm]their beauty carved out of [Em]absolutes you could never claim [C]
or even en[D]vision
[G]Laura you were the[Am] saddest song in[D] the shape of a wom[G]an
[G]yeah I thought you were[Am] beautifu[D]l but I wept with your [G]movements
[G]but I hope that you're [Am]laughing no[D]w from that place on the [G]carpet
[G]where we shared a [Am]sleeping bag[D] in your sister's ap[G]artment
[G]oh how she would w[Am]orry so, yo[D]u know I was just a stra[G]nger
but sh[G]e asked me to [Am]care for you, yes she [G]did
[D]and I went and betrayed her
[Bm]But do you know we're i[Em]n high demand, Laura,[C] us, people who suffe[D]r?
[Bm]because we don't take to a[Em]rguing an[C]d we're quick to surr[D]ender.
[G]Well I think I would[Am] call toni[D]ght if I still had your[G] number
[G]your thoughts have always laid [Am]close to mine,[D] and we're both skipping su[G]pper.
[G]But you should never be e[Am]mbarrassed by y[D]our trouble with li[G]ving
[G]'Cause it's the ones with the [Am]sorest throats, Laura,
[D]who have done the most singing [G]
LAlalalalalalLalalALalAlala
Lets Not Shit Ourselves (To love and too be loved)
[C] [E] [Am] [F] [C] [E] [Am] [F] [G] [C] [E] [Am] [F] [C] [G] [C]
Th[C]e animals laugh from the dar[E]k of the wilderness. A ba[Am]by cried hard in an
a[F]partment c[G]omplex,
as I pas[C]s a car buried u[E]nder the influence. The city i[Am]s driving me out of my
m[F]ind.
I have seen a[C] child is caught in the sad [E]trap of gravity.
He [Am]falls from the lowest b[F]ranch of t[G]he apple tree and l[C]ands in the grass and
weeps for [E]his dignity.
Next t[Am]ime he will not aim [F]so high. Yeah, [C]next time, n[G]either w[C]ill I.