Bright Eyes – If The Brakeman Turns My Way (Ukulele)

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When panic grips your body and your heart is a hummingbird

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Raven thoughts blacken your mind until you're breathing in reverse

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All your friends and sedatives mean well but make it worse

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Every reassurance just magnifies the doubt

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Better find yourself a place to level out

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Got a cricket for a conscience always looks the other way

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A cocaine soul starts seeming like an empty cabaret

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Hey, where have all the dancers gone? Now the music doesn't play

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Tried to listen to the river but you couldn't shut your mouth

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Better take a little time to level out

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I never thought of running

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My feet just led the way

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Mixed up Signals

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Bullet Train

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Cars are switched out in the crazy rain

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I could meet you any place

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If the Brakeman turns my way

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All this automatic writing I have tried to understand

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From a psychedelic angel who was tugging on my hand

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It's an infinite coincidence but it doesn't form a plan

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So I'm headed for New England or the Paris of the South

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Gonna find myself somewhere to level out

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Are your brothels full, Oh Babylon, with merry Middlemen?

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Never peer out of their periscopes from those deep opium dens

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All this death must need a counterweight always someone born again

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First a mother bathes her child then the other way around

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The Scales always find a way to level out

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I tried to pass for nothing

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But my dreams gave me away

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Mixed up Signals

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Bullet Train

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People snuffed out in the brutal rain

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I could live to any age

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If the Brakeman turns my way

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It is an old world it's hard to remember

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Like a dime store mystery

        Dm                 G7
I'm a repeat first time offender

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Who has rewritten history

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Mixed up tea leaves

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Phantom Pain

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Fuzzy logic in the crazy rain

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Getting better every day

        G    F    G       F
If the Brakeman turns my way

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Mixed up Signals

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Bullet Train

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Cars are switched out in the blinding rain

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He'll be smiling as he seals my fate

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When the Brakeman turns my way