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Bowl Of Oranges

Bright Eyes

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C G The rain it started tappin, on the window near my bed Dm G There was a loophole in my dreamin, so I got out of it Am F And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open Dm G To my nightstand and my dresser where those nightmares had just been C G So I dressed myself and left them, out into the grey streets Dm G But everything seemed different, completely new to me Am F The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body Dm G And each person I encountered, I couldn�t wait to meet C G And I came upon a doctor, who appeared in quite poor health Dm G I said there�s nothing that I can do for you that you can�t do for yourself Am F He said �Oh yes you can just hold my hand, I think that that would help� Dm G So I sat with him a while, and I asked him how he felt He said "I think I'm cured. In fact I'm sure. Thank you stranger, e|-----------0----0---0---------0----0---0-----------0---0---0-----| B|-----------1----1---1---------1----1---1-----------1---1---1-----| G|-----------0----0---2---------0----0---2-----------0---0---2-----| D|-----------3----2---2---------3----2---2-----------3---2---2-----| A|-----------3----2---0---------3----2---0-----------3---2---0-----| E|-----------------------------------------------------------------| G for your therapeutic smile." C G Dm G Am F G C G So that�s how I learned the lesson, that everyone�s alone Dm G And eyes must do some raining, if you�re ever gonna grow Am F And when cryin don�t help, you can�t compose yourself it�s best to compose a poem Dm G An honest verse of longing, or a simple song of hope C G That�s why I�m singin� baby don�t worry, cause now I got you back Dm G And every time you feel like crying, I�m gonna try and make you laugh Am F And if I can�t, if it just hurts too bad, then we�ll wait for it to pass Dm G And I will keep you company, for those days so long and black C G And we�ll keep working on the problem, that no one ever solved Dm G Of love�s uneven remainders, our lives are fractions of a whole Am F But if the world could remain within a frame, like a painting on a wall Dm G Then I think we�d see the beauty and, we�d stand staring in awe At our still lives posed, like a bowl of oranges --------0-----0-----0-------------0---0---0-------| --------1-----1-----1-------------1---1---1-------| --------0-----0-----2-------------0---0---2-------| --------3-----2-----2-------------3---2---2-------| --------3-----2-------------------3---2-----------| --------------------------------------------------| Like a story told, of fault lines, and soul, ohh, ohh --------0-0---0---| G C --------1-1---1---| --------0-0---2---| --------3-2---2---| --------3-2---0---| ------------------|
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