Bright Eyes : Misc

Capo:

VI

G

C

Move your slender fingers, help me play this song

G

C

Spend another night inside this rented mansion

Am

C

I love you now, I know that doesn't matter

Am

C

I love you now, I know that doesn't matter Kissing, full of beer, tequila, weed, and candy Walking down the boardwalk, act like we were married You always made it easy, then I'd want you more You always kept it easy, then I'd want you more Too smart for your own good, too sweet, too logical Statistics round your head, tried to teach me about baseball My favorite was the part when they make it home I like it when they steal, and when they make it home You left us with a sorrow too unreal to help Heard the birds sound broadcast speakers at the Phoenix hotel All your friends are standing, crying on the sidewalk All your boyfriends, they were standing crying on the sidewalk Breezy, I feel dizzy, can you help me up? It's crowded at the back door, how we getting to the bus? I'd like to help you find it if there's something better Yeah, I'll try and help you find it if there's something better Move your slender fingers, help me play this song Spend another night inside this practice mansion I love you now, I know that's all that matters I love you now, and I know that's all that matters

Capo:

II

Em

C

G

Em

C

Em

G

Every new day is a gift, it's a song of redemption

Em

G

Any expression of love is the way to return

C

G

To that place that I think of so often, but now never mention

D

Em

The one the voice in the back of my head says that I don't deserve Come fire, come water, come karma, we're all in transition The wheel I'm becoming erases the physical mind Until all that remains is a staircase of misinformation And the code we inherit, the basis, the essence of life

Am

D

So I go, umbrella under my arm

G

C

Into the green of the radar

Am

D

G

How'd it get so dark in the day?

Am

D

It's just so bizarre

G

C

Is it true what we're made of?

Am

D

G

Why do I hide from the rain?

Em

C

G

Inside's so cloudy, nostalgia, but there are no features Look at ourselves through a porthole, the passage of time See that sunny day that we snuck out, hid under the bleachers Kissed as the band marched, everything fell into line So I go, umbrella under my arm Into the green of the radar How'd I get so lost? I'm amazed It's just so bizarre All the things I'm afraid of Why do I hide from the rain?

Am

D

G

C

Am

D

G

x2

Em

Sure I have my doubts

C

But I know it now

G

D/f#

C

We are Jejune stars

Em

So it starts again

C

At our childhood's end

G

D/f#

C

I'll die young at heart

Em

So I go, umbrella under my arm Into the green of the radar How'd it get so dark in the day? It's just so bizarre Is it true what we're made of? Why do I hide from the rain?

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Bm/B x14432

Bm

Bm/b

2x's

Bm

Bm/b

Bm

No one knows where the ladder goes

Bm/b

Em

You're gonna lose what you love the most

G

Em

You're not alone in anything

G

Bm

You're not unique and dying

Bm/b

Bm

Feel estranged every now and then

Bm/b

Em

Fall asleep reading science-fiction

G

Em

I wanna fly in your silver ship

G

A

Let Jesus hang and Buddha sit

D

It's on now

A

The days are long now

G

The ups and the sundowns

A

In a twisting mind

D

If I've got to go first

A

I'll do it on my terms

G

I'm tired of traders

A

Always changing sides

Bm

A

G

They were friends of mine...

Bm

Bm/b

x2

Bm

Bm/b

Bm

Don't hang around once the promise breaks

Bm/b

Em

You'll be there when the next one's made

G

Em

Kiss the feet of a charlatan

G

Bm

Some imagined freedom

Bm/b

Bm

All the rest is predictable

Bm/b

Em

You can say you're the first to know

G

Em

Bought a mantra to concentrate

G

A

Car alarm or hissing snake

D

I know now

A

How it's gonna turn out

G

We gotta calm down

A

Or I'll lose my place

D

Gotta get to the center

A

Gotta get to the concert

G

Run off with a dancer

E

Gonna celebrate

Em

A

D

Welcome the new age

G

G/f#

Em

Covered in warrior paint

A

D

Dmaj7

D7

Em

Lights from the jungle to the sky

A

D

See now a star's born

G

G/f#

Em

Looks just like a blood orange

A

D

Don't it just make ya wanna cry?

Bm

A

G

Precious friend of mine...

Bm

Bm/b

x2

Bm

Bm/b

Bm

Well, I know when it's finally done

Bm/b

Em

This whole life's a hallucination

G

Em

You're not alone in anything

G

D

You're not alone and trying to be

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B* x21000

Em

Bm7

There's no beginning to the story, a bookshelf sinks into the sand

Cmaj7

G

D/f#

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

Am

D

G

Em

'Cause I don't know what tomorrow brings

Am

D

G

Em

It's alive with such possibilities

Am

D

G

D/f#

Cmaj7

All I know is I feel better when I sing

B*

Em

Bm7

Cmaj7

G

D/f#

Burdens are lifted from me, that's my voice rising

Em

Bm7

Cmaj7

G

D/f#

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

C

Em/b

It's not a movie, no private screening

Am

D

This method acting, well, I call that living

C

Em/b

It's like a fountain, a door has opened

Am

D

We have a problem with no solution

Cmaj7

B*

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

B*

Em

Bm7

Cmaj7

And returned to that which gave birth to me

G

D/f#

Gave birth to me, gave birth to me

Em

Bm7

Gave birth to me

Cmaj7

And the story goes

G

D/f#

And the story goes

Em

And it goes on and on and on and on

Bm7

It's going on and on and on and on

Cmaj7

It's going on and on and on and on

G

D/f#

It's going on and on and on and on It's going on and on and on and on It's going on and on and on and on It's going on and on and, on and on

G

D/f#

Cmaj7

B*

On and on and on and on and on

Em

Bm7

Cmaj7

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D7sus2/f# 2x0210

Am/g# x02110

Am

D7sus2/f#

Took the fireworks and the vanity

F

C

The circuit board and the city streets

F

C

Shooting stars, swaying palm tree

G

Am

Laid it at the arbiter's feet If I could change my mind, change the paradigm Prepare myself for another life Forgive myself for the many times I was cruel to something helpless and weak

F

G

But here it come, that heavy love

C

Am

I'm never gonna move it alone

F

G

Here it come, that heavy love

C

Am

Tag it on a tenement wall

F

G

Here it come, that heavy love

E7/g#

Am

Someone gotta share in the load

F

G

Oh here it come, that heavy love

F

G

C

I'm never gonna move it alone

C5

G5

F5

E5

Am

C

F

C

F

Am

G

I was dressed in white, touched by something pure Death-obsessed like a teenager Sold my tortured youth, pissed in vinegar I'm still angry with no reason to be At the architect who imagined this For the everyman blessed Sisyphus Slipping steadily into madness Now that's the only place to be free But here it come, that heavy love You're never gonna move it alone Here it come, that heavy love Tattooed on a criminal's arm Here it come, that heavy love Someone gotta share in the load Oh here it come, that heavy love You're never gonna move it alone

C5

G5

F5

E5

Am

C

F

C

F

Am

G

Am

/g#

C

No I don't want to play

F

C

It's a shell game

F

G

It's a shell game Distorted sounds on oscilloscopes Distorted facts I could never cope My private life is an inside joke No one will explain it to me Will it be everything that we ever need Everyone on the count of three Everyone on the count of three All together now But here it come, that heavy love We're never gonna move it alone Here it come, that heavy love Playing as the cylinder rolls Here it come that heavy love I only wanna share in the load Oh here it come, that heavy love I'm never gonna move it alone

C5

G5

F5

E5

C5

G5

F5

E5

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F (003210) (actually Fmaj7) -- hammer on the B string

C

F

C

F

I have a friend, he's mostly made of paint

C

F

C

F

He wakes up, drives to work and straight back home again

C

F

C

F

He once cut one of my nightmares out of paper

C

F

C

F

I thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record cover

G

C

F

And I tried to tell him that he had a sense

G

C

F

Of color and composition so magnificent

F

G

F

G

And he said thank you, please, but your flattery

F

G

F

G

It is truly not becoming me

F

G

F

G

Your eyes are poor, you're blind, you see

F

G

F

G

No beauty ever could have come from me

C

F

I'm a waste

C

F

C

F

C

F

Of breath, of space, of time I knew a woman, she was dignified and true Her love for her man was one of her many virtues Until one day she found out that he had lied And decided the rest of her life from that point on would be a lie She was grateful for everything that had happened And she was anxious for all that would come next But then she wept, what did you expect? In that big old house with the car she kept And, "Such is life," she often said With one day leading to the next You get a little closer to your death Which was fine with her, she never got upset And with all the days she may have left She would never clean another mess Or fold his shirts or look her best She was free To waste away alone Last night, my brother he got drunk and drove And this cop he pulled him off to the side of the road And he said, "Officer, officer, you've got the wrong man No, no, I'm a student of medicine, a son of a banker, you don't understand" The cop said, "No one got hurt, you should be thankful And your carelessness, it is something awful And no, I can't just let you go And though your father's name is known Your decisions now are yours alone You're nothing but a stepping stone On a path To debt, to loss, to shame" The last few months I've been living with this couple Yeah, you know the kind who buy everything in doubles Yeah, they fit together like a puzzle I love their love, and I am thankful That someone actually receives the prize that was promised By all those fairy tales that drugged us And still do me, I'm sick, lonely No laurel tree, just green envy Will my number come up eventually? Like love's some kind of lottery Where you scratch and see what's underneath It's sorry, just one cherry I'll play again, get lucky So now I hang out down by the train's depot No, I don't ride, I just sit and watch the people there They remind me of wind-up cars in motion The way they spin and turn and jockey for positions And I want to scream out that it all is nonsense And their life's one-track and can't they see it's pointless? But just then my knees give under me My head feels weak and suddenly It's clear to see it's not them but me Who's lost my self-identity And I hide behind these books I read While scribbling my poetry Like art could save a wretch like me With some ideal ideology That no one could hope to achieve And I'm never real, it's just a sketch of me And everything I've made is trite and cheap And a waste Of paint, of tape, of time So I park my car down by the cathedral Where the floodlights point up at the steeples Choir practice is filling up with people I hear the sound escaping as an echo Sloping off the ceiling at an angle When the voices blend they sound like angels I hope there's some room still in the middle But when I lift my voice up now to reach them The range is too high way up in heaven So I hold my tongue, forget the song Tie my shoes, start walking off And try to just keep moving on With my broken heart and my absent God And I have no faith but it's all I want To be loved, and believe In my soul, in my soul

Bright Eyes : Misc

Breezy

Jejune Stars

Ladder Song

Method Acting

Shell Games

Waste Of Paint