The Center Of The World
Bright Eyes
At the center of the world There's a statue of a girl She is standing near a well With a bucket bare and dry I went and looked her in the eyes And she turned me into sand This clumsy form that I despise It scattered easy in her hand And came to rest upon a beach With a million others there We sat and waited for the sea To stretch out so that we could disappear Into the endlessness of blue Into the horror of the truth See, we are far less than we knew Yeah, we are far less than we knew But we knew what we could take Girls found honey to drench our hands Men cut marble to mark our graves Saying, we'll need something to remind us Of all the sweetness that has passed through us (fresh sangria and lemon tea) The priests dressed children for choir (white-robed small voices praise Him) But found no joy in what was sung The funeral had begun In the middle of the day When you drive home to your place From that job that makes you sleep Back to the thoughts that keep you awake Long after night has come to claim Any light that still remains In the corner of the frame That you put around her face Two pills just weren't enough The alarm clock's going off But you're not waking up This isn't happening, happening, happening, happening, happening It isa long red glare acoustic Acoustic Indie Rock alternative amazing an american tune Awesome best brackenberry Bright Eyes bright eyes-the center of the brighteyes Bunt durch den Kuchen catchy tunes certain sundays in november conor oberst depressing electronic rock emo Favorite favorite songs favorites favorites from middle school folk good good songs great impressing indie indie rock lonely song Love loved track LOVELOVE luv makes me miss mom melancholy Mellow mycore New rock no secret not emo Over and over play it again sam pretty prolific lyrics pure brilliance quietist rock rock love sad sadd Saddle Creek sadness sing singer-songwriter the saddest songs tracks Visceral voix charmeur hummm voix rauque du matin Whiny wow bob wow
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