Bright Eyes

[fox69]

"Method Acting"

"Method Acting"


There is no beginning to the story.
A bookshelf sinks into the sand
and a language learned and forgot, in turn,
is studied once again.
It's a shocking bit of footage
viewed from a shitty TV screen.
You can squint at it through snowy static
to make out the meaning.
Just keep on stretching the antenna,
hoping that it will come clear.
We need some reception, a higher message,
just tell us what to fear.
'Cause I don't know what tomorrow brings.
It is alive with such possibilities.
All I know is I feel better when I sing.
Burdens are lifted from me, that's my voice rising!
So Michael, please keep the tape rolling.
Boys keep strumming those guitars.
We need a record of our failures.
Yes, we must document our love.
I have sat too long in my silence.
I have grown too old in my pain.
To shed this skin, be born again,
it starts with an ending.
So thank you friends for the time we shared.
My love stays with you like sunlight and air.
Oh how I truly wish I could keep hanging around here
but my joy is covering me. Soon, I will disappear.
It's not a movie, no private screening.
This method acting, well, I call that living.
It's like a fountain, a door has been opened.
We have a problem with no solution but to love and to be loved.
So, I've made peace with the falling leaves.
I see their same fate in my own body.
But I won't be frightened when I am awoken from this dream
and returned to that which gave birth to me.
And the story goes on and on and on and on...

 

[fox69]

"Middleman"

"Middleman"


I traveled though the atmosphere as a wall of feedback climbed
The pegs were gold, the band was old, they played in half time
Now every dream gets whittled down just like every fool gets wise
You will never reap of any seed deprived of sunlight

So I have become the Middleman
The gray areas are mine
The in-between, the absentee
Is a beautiful disguise

So I keep my footlights shining bright just like I keep my exits wide
'Cause I never know when it's time to go, it's too crowded now inside
The dead can hide beneath the ground and the birds can always fly
But the rest of us do what we must in constant compromise

So I have become the Middleman
The gray areas are fine
The "I don't know," the "maybe so"
Is the only real reply
It is the only true reply

 

[fox69]

"Mirrors And Fevers"

"Mirrors And Fevers"


I was cold in a dream
somewhere close to the surface
Between the ice and the stream
there is three inches of air
So I swam towards the light
I let my breath get there first
When I opened my eyes
I saw myself in the mirror
And I knew I would do like my father has done
Yes, we will never break from these chains
Your life is gonna course like a history book
Don't be frightened of turning the page
Cause it's is all the same
It will always be the same

 

[fox69]

"Motion Sickness"

"Motion Sickness"


There is nothing for which I'm responsible.
Just this baggage I keep carrying on,
As if I had someone.

Maybe there's a woman somewhere,
Who's still thinking of me.
A girl with cold black hair,
Who's haunted in her dreams.
But what they've seen, well it wasn't me.
It's just some lie, they slept beside.
Yeah I kept this from them,
But I can't keep this from you.

So will you look for me, in that strange bright place,
Where the statues bloom in the park.
They don't need no rain.
'Cause how I ever got to you, I have no idea.
It's like some secret door, well it just appeared.
So, no matter what I do from now on with my time.
You will always stay here, in my mind.
I'm certain of this, and I'm not certain of anything.

So, I wanna get myself attached, to something bolted down.
So these winds of circumstance won't keep blowin' me around.
From when I land, to when I leave:
There's not enough time, to sleep and sing.
I keep running around and all I want is to lay motionless.

 

[fox69]

"Mushaboom"
(Originally by Feist)

"Mushaboom"
(Originally by Feist)



Helping the kids out of their coats
But wait the babies haven't been born
Unpacking the bags and setting up
And planting lilacs and buttercups

But in the meantime I've got it hard
Second floor living without a yard
It may be years until the day
My dreams will match up with my pay

Old dirt road
Knee deep snow
Watching the fire as we grow old

I got a man to stick it out
And make a home from a rented house
And we'll collect the moments one by one
I guess that's how the future's done

How many acres how much light
Tucked in the woods and out of sight
Talk to the neighbours and tip my cap
On a little road barely on the map

Old dirt road
Knee deep snow
Watching the fire as we grow old
Old dirt road
Rambling rose
Watching the fire as we grow well I'm sold

 

[fox69]

"Napoleon's Hat"

"Napoleon's Hat"


The barons of industry put inspiration on Hitler’s tongue
The next century crashed hard with a loud sound like a starting gun
It’s race for acquisition and to make more things that glow
I got a knack for dodging bullets and flying zeros
So I act like I am rich, try and make it my whole look
Cause poor people don’t exist when times are good

Mozart’s foster parents put cigarettes out in his ears
When he got old enough to stutter he said I don’t listen but I-I-I can hear
The eloquence of traffic, yeah the milk ponds sad lament
It’s a requiem of moments I keep living through them
But where’s the monster in the closet? I can’t find the hangman inside his hood
I guess evil don’t exist when times are good

Doctor Oppenheimer winced when he felt the broken piece of his pace-maker
Unbuttoned his shirt on a subway platform clutching his chest while his vision blurred
He saw the bane of his creation, the destroyer of the world
Yeah, truth can leap to solace or a life long bender
It’s like wading through a wasteland where a town you love once stood
You just cry each time you think of when times were good

Napoleon’s tailor dressed him in a giant hat and funny platform shoes
Saying anyone can be a hero you just got to force people to look up to you
So when you’re talking on a hotline to a suicidal soul
Don’t let your voice sound like hot coffee more like a scented pillow
And strive for understanding over being understood
Just don’t let yourself forget when the times get good
When the times get good [repeat]

 

[fox69]

"Neely O'Hara"

"Neely O'Hara"


In the morning
When you throw up water
And your skin turns a pale pale yellow
Well everyday you lose more color
Do you think that someone paints your mirror?
So you think that things sound different
At the time when you speak
Well there are visions much clearer than these blurs that you see
And like neely o'hara you swallow your sleep
And wake up in the morning
To find out you are not who you used to be
You don't recognize the behavior
Or the spelling of your name and the shape that is in the mirror
Well you'd swear it is not the same
And like neely o'hara
You swallow your sleep and you really can't remember
But you know you are not
Think you are not
No you are not who you used to be

 

[fox69]

"No Lies, Just Love"

"No Lies, Just Love"


It was in the march of the winter I turned seventeen
That I bought those pills
I thought I would need
And I wrote a letter to my family
Said it's not your fault
And you've been good to me
Just lately I've been feeling
Like I don't belong
Like the ground's not mine to walk upon
And I've heard that music
Echo through the house
Where my grandmother drank
By herself
And I sat watching a flower
As it was withering
I was embarrassed by its honesty
So I'd prefer to be remembered as a smiling face
Not this fucking wreck
That's taken its place

So please forgive what I have done
No you can't stay mad at the setting sun
Cause we all get tired, I mean eventually
There is nothing left to do but sleep

But spring came bearing sunlight
Those persuasive rays
So I gave myself a few more days
My salvation it came, quite suddenly
When Justin spoke very plainly
He said "Of course it's your decision,
But just so you know,
If you decide to leave,
Soon I will follow"

I wrote this for a baby
Who has yet to be born
My brother's first child
I hope that womb's not too warm
Cause it's cold out here
And it'll be quite a shock
To breathe this air
To discover loss
So I'd like to make some changes
Before you arive
So when your new eyes meet mine
They won't see no lies
Just love.
Just love.

I will be pure
No, no, I know i will be pure
Like snow, like gold

 

[fox69]

"No One Would Riot For Less"

"No One Would Riot For Less"


Death may come invisible or in a holy wall of fire
In the breath between the markers on some black I-80 mile
From the madness of the governments to the vengeance of the sea
Everything is eclipsed by the shape of destiny

So love me now
Hell is coming
Kiss my mouth
Hell is here

Little soldier, little insect, you know war it has no heart
It will kill you in the sunshine or happily in the dark
Where kindness is a card game or a bent-up cigarette
In the trenches, in the hard rain, with a bullet and a bet

He says, "help me out"
Hell is coming
Could you do it now?
Hell is here

See the sterile soil,
Poisoned sky
Yellow water,
Final scraps of life
Bringing new tears

Wake, Baby, wake but leave that blanket around you there is no where as safe
I'm leaving this place but there is nothing I'm planning to take
Just you
Just you

 

[fox69]

"No Prayer"

"No Prayer"


There's no prayer I could say, no advice I could take
No pill that would make me feel better
There's no fountain to see, no cup I could drink.
I know of nothing that ever grew younger
But the universe, it must go on forever
Just like two mirrors that are facing each other
It's reality upon illusion
over and over until you can't tell the difference
they both just blend together.

And I just put each day in a box on a calender
Winter to summer
And I'll go walking in that same circle
for as long as I can remember
I just keep hoping that someone would make me a better offer
'Cause I know the end that we see from our balcony
is barely the beginning

So I'm up on the fence and I'm still not convinced
Can't decide which side looks greener
So I just stay where I am
Remain indifferent
What happens, what's happened
It's easier

I'll go ahead and drown myself in the fluids of another
Yeah my woman to me was as pure and essential as water
And so she looked like me for awhile but she does no longer
'Cause she took the shape of whatever it was that held her
She killed the fear in my heart but our love also got murdered.
She said, "My child you can no longer sing of that fever
'Cause it's selfish and you are not selfish.
You must get stronger."
So I know when your lover leaves
I guess all you can be
is forgiving