Bright Eyes – I Watched You Taking Off (Guitar)

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Meaning is sometimes hard to spot

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It begins with the flickering of cigarettes

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In the darkness of a dorm room

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Somewhere in the suffocated

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mid-west

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But if this is real then I was mistaken

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And if there is truth then why can't we find it?

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But beauty comes to those who have been waiting

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for something that is bigger than themselves

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But this is the sound of the hopeless kids

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As they scream from the basements of the houses of their parents

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And this is the sound of the hopeless ones

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As they stare down at their books and realize they have been lied to

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But if this is real then I was mistaken

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If the vision's gone then I was not aware

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Consistency like that which I have craved

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Is that people change so unexpectedly

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And realization finds you in a drunken airport

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Some planes depart and others never arrived

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So with this in mind I don't plan on waiting

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If its time to leave and break these old ties

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Without something more the vision is fading

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But until its gone the pain will make us try - it'll make us try

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But this is the hope I've been searching for

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As the wings catch the sunlight of the cold Nebraska skyline

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And this is the dream I am dying in

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As I wake to find tomorrow, be content without perfection

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But if this is real then I was mistaken

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And if the vision is gone then I was not aware