[ti:The Center of the World]
[ar:Bright Eyes]
[al:Fevers and Mirrors]

[00:01.65]The Center of the World
[00:02.02]Bright Eyes
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[00:45.03]At the center of the world
[00:51.14]there is a statue of a girl.
[00:57.34]She is standing near a well
[01:03.48]with a bucket bare and dry.
[01:09.42]I went and looked her in the eyes
[01:15.66]and she turned me into sand.
[01:21.75]This clumsy form that I despise,
[01:27.80]it scattered easy in her hand.
[01:33.91]And it came to rest upon a beach,
[01:40.28]with a million others there.
[01:46.42]We sat and waited for the sea to stretch out
[01:53.14]so that we could disappear
[01:58.13]into the endlessness of blue,
[02:04.33]into the horror of the truth.
[02:10.92]We are far less than we knew.
[02:16.61]Yes, we are far less than we knew
[02:23.85]but we knew what we could taste.
[02:28.91]Girls found honey to drench our hands.
[02:34.67]Men cut marble to mark our graves.
[02:39.81]Saying that we will need something to remind us
[02:44.55]of all the sweetness that has passed through us
[02:50.42]The priests dressed children for a choir
[02:50.65](fresh sangria and lemon tea).
[02:54.03](white-robed small voices praise Him)
[02:55.89]but found no joy in what was sung.
[03:00.71]The funeral had begun
[03:04.37]in the middle of the day
[03:09.87]when you drive home to your place
[03:15.28]from that job that makes you sleep
[03:19.92]back to the thoughts that keep you awake
[03:26.07]long after night has come to claim
[03:31.97]any light that still remains
[03:37.71]in the corner of the frame
[03:42.60]that you put around her face.
[03:51.37]Two pills just weren't' enough.
[03:56.61]The alarm clock is going off
[03:59.31]but you are not waking up.
[04:01.34]This isn't happening, happening, happening.
[04:06.51]It is.
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