Bright Eyes

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[Sufjan Stevens]

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ILORI

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AHHHHHHHH!!!!!! I CAN'T TAKE IT ANYMORE!!!!

WE KNOW YOU LOVE LORI!!!!!!! YES!

NO MORE!!!!!

whoa. where did that come from?

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um....back on track.

From A Balance Beam

There is a man holding a megaphone, so he must have been the voice of God.
The bystanders claimed they saw angels flying up and down the block.
Well, they must have been attached to wires. I saw one laying in the lawn with a broken arm,
so I called 911. So that is one less founded opinion. One more cause for a dispute.
So the street filled, like a basin, up with cameras and their crews
and they washed away the rumors leaving just the concrete truth. It was a spectacle.
No, I mean a miracle. So then I fell like that girl from a balance beam.
A gymnasium of eyes were all holding on to me. I lifted one foot to cross the other
and I felt myself slipping. It was a small mistake. Sometimes that is all it takes.
Now I'm staring at my wrist, hoping that the timing is right. When the planes will align.
There will be no planets to align. Just the carcass of the sun
and those little painted marbles spinning endless through an endless black sky.
(and so it never started and it will never stop just like I am and you are)
It was in a foreign hotel's bathtub I baptized myself in change.
And one by one I drowned all of the people I had been.
I emerged to find the parallels were fewer. I was cleansed. I looked in the mirror
and someone new was there. Still, I was as helpless as a chess piece
when I was lifted up by someone's hand and delivered from the corner my enemies had got me in.
But in all of my salvation I still felt imprisoned inside that holding cell that is myself.
So I wait for the day when I'll hear the key as it turns in the lock
and the guard will say to me, "Oh my patient prisoner you have waited for this day
and finally you are free! You are free! You are freezing."
Now I'm staring at the sun, waiting for it to explode. Because a day is gonna come,
don't know when but it will come and then we will finally know the way out of here.
And I will throw away this wrinkled map and my chart of stars and compass, cracked.
And I'll climb out that tree all wet with sap to avoid the hungry beasts below.
I'll cut out my love's tongue and sing of a graveyard gray and a garden green
and then we won't have to worry no more. No we won't ever worry again about
how this song or story ends about how this song and story will end.

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IJEFF

[areusad831]

Sunrise, sunset. Sunrise, sunset. Swiftly go the days. Sunrise, sunset. You wake up, then you
undress. It always is the same. A sunrise and a sunset. You are lying while you confess, keep
trying to explain. The sunrise and the sun sets you realize and then you forget what you have
been trying to retain. But everybody knows that it is all about the things that get stuck inside of
your head, like the songs your roommate sings or a vision of her body as she stretches out on
your bed. She raised her hands in the air and asked you, When was the last time you looked in
the mirror? Because you have changed. Yeah, you have changed. Sunrise, sunset. You are
hopeful and then you regret. The circle never breaks. With each sunrise and sunset there is a
change of heart or address. Is there nothing that remains? For a sunrise or a sunset. You are
manic or you’re depressed. Will you ever feel ok? It’s a sunrise and sunset, your lover is an
actress. Did you really think she would stay? For a sunrise and sunset. You are either coming
or you just left but you are always on the way. Towards a sunrise or a sunset, a scribble or a
sonnet. They are really just the same. To the sunrise and the sunset. The master and his
servant have exactly the same fate. It’s a sunrise and a sunset. From a cradle to a casket.
There ain’t no way to escape. The sunrise and the sunset. Hold your sadness like a puppet, just
keep putting on the play. But everything you do is leading to the point where you just won’t know
what to do. And at that moment you may laugh but there is someone there who will be laughing
louder than you. So it’s true, the trick is complete. Now you have become everything you said
that you never would be. You’re a fool! You’re a fool! Sunrise, sunset, sunrise, sunset. The
sunrise and the sunset. Sunrise, sunset. Go home to your apartment and put the cassette in the
tape deck and let that fever play. Sunrise, sunset. Where are you Arienette? Where are you
Arienette?

AMAZING

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