Bright Eyes : Conor Oberst

Capo:

II

G

Oh, oh, oh brother totem pole

G

I saw your legends lined up

Am

And I never felt more natural

Em

Am

Em

Apart, I just came apart Please, please, please, Sister Socrates You always answer with a question Show some kindness to a petty thief Forgive, you did forgive?

C

D

Watch the migrant smoke in the old orange grove

G

(

D

)

C

And the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral

C

D

You've been a father to me in 1960's speak

G

C

In the comatose joy like we're on TV

Am

(

C

)

G

While the mountainside was shining wild colors of my destiny

Am

(

C

)

G

I watched your face age backwards, changing shape in my memory

Am

(

C

)

G

You taught me victory is sweet even deep in the cheap seats Hey, hey, hey mother interstate Can you deliver me from evil? Make me honest make me wedding cake Atone, I will atone Wait, wait, wait mighty outer-space All that flying saucer terror Made me lazy drinking lemonade A waste, it just went to waste Like the freon cold out the hotel door Or the white rocket fade over Cape Canaveral You've been a daughter to me your buried shoe-box grief I felt your poltergeist love like savannah heat While the waterfall was pouring crazy symbols of my destiny I watched your face die backwards, little baby, in my memory You told me victory is sweet even deep in the cheap seats

C

Em

And you don't judge me

C

D

That's not your style

C

Em

But I won't see you

Bm

For a little while

C

Em

And there's no worries, oh Lord

C

D

Whose got time

C

Em

D

All these changes are going to fill your mind Like the citrus glow off the old orange grove Or the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral It's been a nightmare to me, some 1980's greed Gives me parachute dreams like old war movies While the universe was drawing perfect circles form infinity I watched the stars get smaller, tiny diamonds in my memory I know that victory is sweet even deep in the cheap seats

Capo:

V

A

Hair blowing in the hot wind Time hanging from a clothes pin

E

There's no sorrow that the sun's not gonna help

A

I smell the leather of your new car Drive through the desert after nightfall

G

C

A

Sleep on the shoulder, keep the stars all to ourselves The kind of love that makes my back hurt Wearing nothing but a T-shirt She's turning over on a mattress made of air I close my eyes I see a staircase Leading upwards into blank space All of creation makes a sound too soft to hear

E

G

So I remain between her legs

A

E

Sheltered from all my fears

G

A

While bikers glide by highway shrines

C

G

A

Where pilgrims disappear I know that trouble's been your good friend Kept you company on the weekends Kept you company even once your mind was made Said it's over and it's finished Now a headache is all you're left with We're no different I got debts I'd like to pay We should move to Sausalito Living's easy on a house boat Let the ocean rock us back and forth to sleep In the morning with the sunrise Look in the water see the blue sky As if heaven has been laid there at our feet So we remain between these waves Sheltered for all our years While bikers glide by highway shrines Where pilgrims disappear

C

G

Where time takes icebergs

C

G

Where fields burn westward

C

G

A

Where pilgrims disappear

G

Bm

C

Em

x2

G

Bm

All the peacock people left the plumes in a pile

C

Em

They look good to a fault

G

Bm

And the Gulf water's warm like a bathtub

C

D

Full of lavender and epsom salt See a bleach blonde boy put his long board down Help his girl get her sun screen on I thought about you in your little house Think you're lonely but I could be wrong and...

C

D

I wanna be your bootlegger

C

D

Wanna mix you up something strange

C

D

Braid your hair like a sister

C

D

Maim you like a hurricane

G

D

C

Em

Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand

G

D

C

D

He's got a letter to deliver, but I can't stay mad, oh

G

D

C

Em

Right there, that's the postman asleep in the sand

G

D

He's got a get well card to deliver

C

Am

C

G

He's gonna do it by hand, he's gonna do it by hand

G

Bm

C

Em

x2

Now they drive the cars up and down the beach It's ridiculous and everybody knows Hear the Mustangs rev at the four way stop You get ghosted when the light says go But in a town like this, in the checkered flag dawn It's so empty you could make somebody dream So maybe it's you, in your four post bed Sound asleep but still grindin' your teeth and... I wanna be your happiness I wanna be your common sense pain Wrap your head in a picket fence Rebuild after the hurricane Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand He's got my letters to deliver, but I'm still not mad Right there, that's the postman asleep in the sand He's got a get well card to deliver

C

Am

He's gonna do it by hand

C

D

He's gonna do it, he's gonna do it

Bm

C

He's gonna do it, he's gonna do it

Am

D

G

He's gonna do it, he's gonna do it... by hand

G

Bm

C

Em

G

Bm

C

D

Ohhh Right there, that's the postman sleeping in the sand He's got my letters to deliver, but I can't stay mad, oh Right there, that's the postman asleep in the sand He's got a head stack now to deliver

C

Am

He's wants to do it by hand

C

D

He's gonna do it, he's gonna do it

Bm

C

He's gonna do it, he's gonna do it

Am

He's gonna do it, he's gonna do it

Am7

C

G

He's gonna do it, he's gonna do it... by hand

Capo:

VI

Am

E

Short delay the parrot blues

F

C

Little voices mimic you

E

F

It's not so hard to make that sound

Am

E

So watch your back, the Ides of March

F

C

Cut your hair like Joan of Arc

E

F

Disguise your will, they'll find you out

E

F

G

And when they do, look out...

F

G

There's money lenders inside the temple

F

C

The circus tiger's gonna break your heart

E

F

Something so wild turned into paper

Dm

G

If I loved you, well that's my fault

Am

E

A bitch in heat, the alpha male

F

C

Not something she'd ever tell

E

F

Except when she got deathly high

Am

E

And out it came like summer rain

F

C

Washed the cars and everything

E

F

Felt clean for just a little while

E

F

G

A telethon, we drunk dialed

F

G

The starving children, they ain't got no mother

F

C

There's pink flamingos living in the mall

E

F

I'd give a fortune to your infomercial

Dm

G

If just somebody would just take my call

Dm

G

Take my call

Dm

G

Take my call

C

F

Hello? Patterns in my mind now moving slow

C

Sorrow all across the surface rolls

G

Smoothing out the edges of the stone

Dm

The lights are out where'd everybody go?

F

E

Hello?

Am

E

Erase yourself and you'll be free

F

C

Mendola destroyed by the sea

E

F

All we are is colored sand

Am

E

So pay to ride the ferris wheel

F

C

E

F

Smile all that you can feel is gratitude for what has been

E

F

G

'Cause it did not happen

F

G

There's money lenders inside the temple

F

C

The circus tiger's gonna break your heart

E

F

Something so wild turned into paper

Dm

G

If you loved me, well that's your fault

F

G

There's money lenders inside the temple

F

G

This crystal city's gonna fall apart

E

F

When all their power turns into vapor

Dm

G

If I loved you well that's my fault

Dm

G

Well that's my fault

Dm

G

Well that's my fault

Capo:

V

C

Am

C

Am

C

C/b

C/bb

Am

C

Am

Saw an eagle on a pole

C

Am

I think it was an eagle

C

/b

/bb

Am

Watched its shadow fly across the cement

C

Am

I woke up in the snow

C

Am

All the trees were crowds of people

C

/b

/bb

Dm

No coat, no shoes, no idea where they went

Am

C

I followed the fence line thin

Am

C

Back where the yard begins

Em

G

My woman, she stood crying like a man

Fm

G

Said, "Where have you been

Fm

G

Where have you been?"

C

/b

/bb

Am

I thought you said that all of that was done

C

/b

Am

El cielo es azul

Fm

C

G

Just don't go telling everyone

C

Am

Thought the kettle was a train

C

Am

Thought that Monday was a door frame

C

/b

/bb

Am

I tried so hard to finally settle down

C

Am

Heard the fire pop and snap

C

Am

Like a tack piano rag

C

/b

/bb

Dm

I never could get used to happy sounds

Am

C

But I hope the world's exposed

Am

C

A cruel and elaborate hoax

Em

G

That convinces me to walk without a cane

Fm

G

But what can you do?

Fm

G

What can you do?

C

/b

/bb

Am

I always heard that what is done is done

C

/b

Am

El cielo es azul

Fm

C

Just don't go telling everyone

C

Am

The past don't ever quit

C

Am

There's boxes in the attic

C

/b

/bb

Am

Baby shoes and taxidermy dreams

C

Am

While the ashes of the dead

C

Am

Like a dandelion head

C

/b

/bb

Dm

Explode and then are scattered by the breeze

Am

C

And it's such a long way back

Am

C

To all the fun I had

Em

G

When nothing ever seemed to bother me

Fm

G

But what can you do?

Fm

G

Child, what can you do?

C

/b

/bb

Am

Sleep 'neath the stars, and toil in the sun

C

/b

Am

El cielo es azul

Fm

C

Just don't go telling everyone

C

/b

Am

El cielo es azul

Fm

C

Just don't go telling everyone

Capo:

I

D

G

Em

A

D

G

A

D

Em

G

D

I used up your compassion, so I've come to make a trade

D

G

A

You can hate me but just love me in return

D

Em

G

D

And if I know where to find you, I'll stay out of your way

D

G

Em

A

I won't come back to borrow all the happiness you earned

Em

A

I'll just slide back down to the bottom

Em

A

While you make your place in the hills

D

G

D

There's nothing that the road cannot heal

D

G

D

There's nothing that the road cannot heal

D

A

Em

G

Washed under the blacktop, gone beneath my wheels

D

A

D

There's nothing that the road cannot heal

Repeat intro

D

Em

G

D

They say the sun won't burn forever, but that's a science too exact

D

G

A

I can prove it, watch, we're crossing the state line

D

Em

G

D

See those headlights coming towards us? That's someone going back

D

G

Em

A

To a town they said they'd never, yeah, they swore it on their life

Em

A

But you can't break out of a circle

Em

A

That you never knew you were in

D

G

D

There's nothing that the road cannot heal

D

G

D

There's nothing that the road cannot heal

D

A

Em

G

Washed under the blacktop, gone beneath my wheels

D

A

D

There's nothing that the road cannot heal

G

A

Some would spend their precious time trying to decorate their lives

D

A

G

Taking measurements for some new look they want

G

A

So from one to ten - ten's exactly what I am

D

A

G

Zero being everything I'm not

D

A

G

Tell me what you like

D

A

G

Is it less than five?

D

A

G

Is it less than five?

Cm

G

Cm

G

Cm

Bm

A

G

D

G

D

There's nothing that the road cannot heal

D

G

D

There's nothing that the road cannot heal

D

A

Em

G

When I make it to Moab, I'll get my canteen filled

D

A

D

There's nothing that the road cannot heal

D

A

Em

G

Washed under the blacktop, gone beneath my wheels

D

A

D

There's nothing that the road cannot heal

Intro of verse chords

D

Bm

A

The barrio starts two streets over Miguel, he's a friend of mine With brick weed built a reputation

G

A

Like dry ice in the summertime Now all you need is an electric razor A magic bullet and a grassy knoll The whole world is just a little oyster To Snow White and her poisoned apples

Instrumental verse

I woke up in the age of wires I fell asleep at the dusk of man Now I'm cold as Popocatepetl Fingers crossed in the Promised Land

G

D

A

But you won't be getting in (You know by now!) No, you won't be getting in (You know by now!) No, you won't be getting in (You know by now!)

G

A

All souled out, in heaven

Instrumental verse

The Barrio starts two streets over Monse, she's a friend of mine Keeps it peace like a whistle blower Flying kites in the wintertime Magic carpet is the transportation Went to the moon in a soda can Not all my boys believe in science Stretching truth in the Promised Land But you won't be getting in (You know by now!) No, you won't be getting in (You know by now!) No, you won't be getting in (You know by now!) All souled out, in heaven You know by now! You know by now! You know by now! But you won't be getting in (You know by now!) No, you won't be getting in (You know by now!) No, you won't be getting in (You know by now!) All souled out, in heaven No, you won't be getting in (You know by now) No, you won't be getting in (You know by now) No, you won't be getting in (You know by now) To heaven To heaven (You know by now!) To heaven (You know by now!) (You know by now!) To heaven

Capo:

IV

|

C

Bm

|

C

D

G

| |

C

D

Em

|

C

D

|

C

Bm

C

D

G

Milk thistle, milk thistle, let me down slow

C

D

Em

C

D

Help me go slow, I've been carryin' on

C

G

C

G

I'm not scared of nothin', I'll go pound for pound

C

G

C

D

I keep death on my mind, like a heavy crown

C

D

C

D

If I go to heaven I'll be bored as hell

C

D

Am

G

Like a little baby at the bottom of a well Fair child, fair child, how are you man? Did you fix that storefront? Did you start that band? Don't be scared of nothin', you go pound for pound You'll bring peace to midnight, like a spotted owl I'll be rootin' for you like my favourite team If somebody sweats you, you just point 'em out to me

C

/e

Am

All the sights and sounds

B11

This little world's too crowded now

C

D

G

And there's only one way out

C

/e

Am

An elevator ride

B11

Through the tunnel towards the light

C

D

G

And I'm nowhere bound

C

/b

D

Keep going up and down

C

/b

G

Up and down Newspaper, newspaper, can't take no more You're here every morning, waitin' at my door I'm just tryin' to kiss you, and you stab my eyes Make me blue forever like an Island sky And I'm not pretending that it's all OK Just let me have my coffee before you take away the day Lazarus, Lazarus, why all the tears? Did your faithful chauffeur just disappear? What a lonesome feeling to be just waitin' round Like some washed-up actress in a Tinseltown But for the record, I'd come pick you up We'll head for the ocean, just say when you've had enough All the light and sound This little world's too fragile now And there's only one way out But if you let me slide I'll do my best to make things right And I'm nowhere bound Keep going up and down Up and down Milk thistle, milk thistle, let me down slow Just help me go slow, I've been hurrying on I was poised for greatness, I was down and out I keep death at my heels like a basset hound If I go to heaven I'll be bored as hell Like a crying baby at the bottom of a well

Bright Eyes : Conor Oberst
2008

Cape Canaveral

Sausalito

Get Well Cards

Lenders In The Temple

Eagle On A Pole

Moab

Souled Out

Milk Thistle

Bright Eyes : Conor Oberst 2008

Cape Canaveral

Sausalito

Get Well Cards

Lenders In The Temple

Eagle On A Pole

Moab

Souled Out

Milk Thistle

Bright Eyes : Conor Oberst
2008