Bright Eyes – Jetsabel Removes The Undesirables (Guitar)

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My brother finds comfort in calculators

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He assigns every number a name

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He believes that they add up to certainty

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And he is upset with fractions that remain

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So I examine the maps with my eyes and at best

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I can trace with my finger all the way

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To that town where she went an attempt to forget

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The cracks and the lines of my face

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So Jetsabel cleaned out the closets for me

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And she piled the boxes in the hall

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Tomorrow when she wakes she'll come take them away

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And they will never haunt me again

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But it is still hard to sleep with the moon's heavy beams

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I run barefoot to the backyard

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Just to freeze in my place by the rod iron gate

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Too ashamed and afraid to advance

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Today I walked through the snow and found a field of headstones

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They were in rows like the weeks on calendars

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Where each box is a day that you can ever escape

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Without pills for your poisonous sleep

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Now, these memories leak from these faucets that weep

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Hot tears splash against the shower floor

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And I stand in the steam as if inside a dream

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I can see her again by the sink

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From behind the bathroom mirror she pulls a thermometer

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And placed it underneath my tounge

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She said, "You are as pale as a sheet, you look awful my sweet

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Lay down and wait for the sun"

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So I stayed in that bed, she brought me water and read

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Each night from a volume out loud

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She whispered soft poetry, her favorite was Anabel Lee

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And those words, like these drugs, comforted me

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But the clocks kept waving their hands and she could not understand

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Why my temperature would never drop

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And although she promised with tears that she would always be here

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I heard truth like the sounding sea

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I said, "My Arienette, oh, how soon you'll forget

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This house will never be your home

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And you will leave in the fall when the trees become graves

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And their color lie dead in the grass"

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Gold and green torture me

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Like the lies, like the lies, like the lies

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I believe too easily

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Oh my Jetsabel, look at this hell that I have made

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If you want maybe drop by sometime

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Put some flowers on my grave

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So that I will look beautiful in my silent sepulchur

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Yeah, that's fine, throw those dresses away

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I don't want anything of hers

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For the moon never shines

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And the stars never rise

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Without bringing me dreams

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Haunted by the ghosts of those bright eyes