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Bright Eyes: An Attempt to Tip the Scales

      
C
                
Em
Did you expect it all to stop
     
F
            
G
at the wave of your hand?

       
C
                    
Em
Like the sun is just going to drop
      
F
         
G
if it’s night you demand.


       
C
                    
Em
Well, in the dark we are just air
      
F
         
G
     
so the house might dissolve.
       
C
                    
Em
              
But once we are gone, who is gonna care
            
F
          
G
     
if we were ever here at all?


F
            
Well, summer is going to come
             
G
                     
Em
and it’s gonna cloud our eyes again.
             
There is not need to focus
            
F
                     
G
when there is nothing that it worth seeing.


       
C
                    
Em
  
So we trade liquor for blood
      
F
         
G
    
in an attempt to tip the scales.
       
C
                    
Em
I think you lost what you loved
      
F
         
G
  
in that mess of details.


       
C
                    
Em
  
They seemed so important at the time
      
F
         
G
      
but now you can’t even recall
       
C
                    
Em
    
any of the names, faces, or lines.
      
F
         
G
It is more the feeling of it all.


F
               
Well, winter is going to end and
             
G
                     
Em
         
I’m going to clean these veins again.
                               
F
So close to dying that I finally can
      
G
 
start living.


C
 
Em
 
F
 
G

Bright Eyes: An Attempt to Tip the Scales

      
C
                
Em
Did you expect it all to stop
     
F
            
G
at the wave of your hand?

       
C
                    
Em
Like the sun is just going to drop
      
F
         
G
if it’s night you demand.


       
C
                    
Em
Well, in the dark we are just air
      
F
         
G
     
so the house might dissolve.
       
C
                    
Em
              
But once we are gone, who is gonna care
            
F
          
G
     
if we were ever here at all?


F
            
Well, summer is going to come
             
G
                     
Em
and it’s gonna cloud our eyes again.
             
There is not need to focus
            
F
                     
G
when there is nothing that it worth seeing.


       
C
                    
Em
  
So we trade liquor for blood
      
F
         
G
    
in an attempt to tip the scales.
       
C
                    
Em
I think you lost what you loved
      
F
         
G
  
in that mess of details.


       
C
                    
Em
  
They seemed so important at the time
      
F
         
G
      
but now you can’t even recall
       
C
                    
Em
    
any of the names, faces, or lines.
      
F
         
G
It is more the feeling of it all.


F
               
Well, winter is going to end and
             
G
                     
Em
         
I’m going to clean these veins again.
                               
F
So close to dying that I finally can
      
G
 
start living.


C
 
Em
 
F
 
G