Bright Eyes - An attempt to tip the scales
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Bright Eyes: An Attempt to Tip the Scales
Did yoCu expect it all tEmo stop
at thFe wave of youGr hand'
Like thCe sun is just going tEmo drop
if it'Fs night yoGu demand.
Well, iCn the dark we are jusEmt air
so theF house migGht dissolve.
But oncCe we are gone, who isEm gonna care
if we were eFver here atG all'
FWell, summer is going to come
and it's gonnGa cloud our eyes againEm.
There is not need to focus
when there iFs nothing that it wortGh seeing.
So we tCrade liquor for bloodEm
in an Fattempt toG tip the scales.
I thinkC you lost what you loEmved
in thaFt mess of Gdetails.
They seCemed so important at Emthe time
but noFw you can'Gt even recall
any of Cthe names, faces, or Emlines.
It is Fmore the fGeeling of it all.
FWell, winter is going to end and
I'm going to Gclean these veins agaiEmn.
So close to dying that I finallFy can
start Gliving.
C Em F G