Let's Not Shit Ourselves (To Love And Be Loved)

The animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness. A baby cried hard in an apartment complex,
as I pass in a car buried under the influence. The city is driving me out of my mind.
I have seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity.
He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree and lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity.
Next time he will not aim so high. Yeah, next time, neither will I.
A mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges.
Her family is reduced to names on a shopping list.
Meanwhile, a coroner kneels beneath a great, wooden crucifix.
He know that there are worse things than being alone.
I have learned to retreat at the first sign of danger.
I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender? Ambition, I have found, can only lead to failure.
I do not read the reviews. No, I am not singing for you.
I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well. And I would throw my whole billfold
if I thought it would help. With all these wishes I make,
I should buy something real, at least a telephone call home.
My teachers, they built the retaining wall memory, all those multiple choices I answered so quickly.
And I got my grades back and forgot just as easily, but as least I got an A.
So I don't have them to blame. I should stop pointing fingers;
reserve my judgment of all those public action figures, the cowboy president.
So loud behind the bullhorn so proud they can't admit when they have made a mistake.
While poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen, he knows that he doesn't have to say it,
so it don't bother him. "Honesty" "Accuracy" are really just "Popular Opinion."
And the approval rating is high, so someone is going to die. ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit.
They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split. And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment.
We are still the pawns in their game. As they take an eye for an eye until no one can see,
we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history. Well, I guess that we all fit into your slogan
on the fast food marquee: Red blooded, White skinned oh and the Blues.
I got the Blues! I got the Blues! That's me! That's me!
Well, I awoke in relief. My sheets and tubes were all tangled weak from whiskey and pills,
in a Chicago hospital. My father was there, in a chair, by the window, staring so far away.
I tried talking, just whispered, "...so sorry...so selfish..." He stopped me and said,
"Child I love you regardless and there is nothing you could do that would ever change this.
I'm not angry. It happens. You just can't do it again."
So now I try to keep up, I have been exchanging my currency.
While a million objects pass through my periphery. So now I am rubbing my eyes because
they are starting to bother me. I have been staring too long at the screen.
But where was it when I first heard the sound of humility? It came to my ears in the goddamn
loveliest melody. How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery,
to love and be loved. Let's just hope that is enough.

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One of my fav. Bright Eyes songs. Always reminded me of Desolation Row in that it is just a rapid rant of lyrics of different themes with no hook that even at 10 min. I never get tired of.. The lyrics are beyond amazing to me and always find something new that hits me the right way each time I listen to it. What do you all think?

That Conor Oberst is a little bitch

Ok. I hear this all the time from people and I'm curious as to why he is a bitch.

In all honesty one of my favourite songs of the past 5 or 6 years

great, great song. sometimes i'll be listening to lifted and i'll drift off and this song will kinda hit me out of nowhere. it's so frenetic; that ending..
and everytime i hear the I got my grades back and forgot just as easily line i'm taken back to the first time i really listened to this song, driving home from class... anyway... good song. a lot of the time i'd rather listen to something a little less involving from conor, but i suppose this shows how much range he has. i don't know, i'm rambling

Great song, one of his best. I love this part so much --

"But where was it when I first heard the sound of humility?
It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest melody.
How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery,
to love and be loved. Let's just hope that is enough. "

A mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges.
Her family is reduced to names on a shopping list.
Meanwhile, a coroner kneels beneath a great, wooden crucifix.
He know that there are worse things than being alone.


Always loved those 4 lines from the song. I love the imagery they bring.

Great song. Very powerful, kind of stream of consciousness type of song really.

"I'll knock you the fuck out with these here cannons.


...<3"

He's the new Bob Dylan.

* I just threw up in my mouth *

Bob Dylan just wishes he could write songs like Conor.

I'm going to buy an extra-small ironic vintage t-shirt in honor of this thread.

I already have them!

yep.


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f59vNUqcGLs

what the hell is going on right around 2:25-2:40 ?

Great video!! He reminded me of Johnny Cash during his most drugged up days.

that was a good video. too bad the song was cut short

still a tops song, folks

I find his singing and his lyrics rather unappealing.

yeah but the horns are fucking rad