Bright Eyes – A Poetic Retelling Of An Unfortunate Seduction (Guitar)

Bm                  G
The language in the dimmer rooms

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Seems to represent the light source well

Bm                      G
How soft they speak and seem to be at peace

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With the movement of the music and the madness

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That's pulling me into this

Bm
And the shades of the lamps are woven red

G
The light, it stains and consecrates

A
Anointing all forgotten forms

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That swirl and smoke and haunt this place

Bm
The girls in gowns all nurse the dark

A
Pulling it near to their swelling breasts

G
And watch as it seeps to their hearts

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And beats within their virgin chests

Bm
And here I know seduction breeds

G
From wanton hearts that would seduce

A
And grows and spreads its vines and leaves

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Embracing those who might have moved

Bm
But now remain to drink the night

G
From vials black and thick with steam

A
With intoxicating delights

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Would leave you drunk inside this dreeeeeeeeeeeam

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And you watch them take the light from you

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And you find yourself on a velvet couch,

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Tasting the skin of a foreign girl

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Her eyes are black and wet like oil

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And she ties your hands with a string of pearls

Bm
And you tremble like a frightened bird

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As she closes in and captures you to place you

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In a silver cage deep within her poisoned womb

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So once you're safe inside, she might let you out

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To fly in circles around the room

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But its always night and there is no moon

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And you wonder if you are alive

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And you're not sure if you want to be

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But you drink her sweat like it was wine

         G
And you lay with her

     F#
On a bed of blue

          G
And it's awful sweet

          F#
Like the fruit she cuts and feeds to you

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to you (repeat twice)