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Bright Eyes rules (conor oberst is a f*cking genius)


The rain it started tappin'
on the window near my bed
There was a loophole in my dreamin'
So I got out of it
And to my surprise my eyes were wide and already open
Just my nightstand and my dresser
where those nightmares had just been

So I dressed myself and left them
out into the gray streets
But everything seemed different
and completely new to me
The sky, the trees, houses, buildings, even my own body
And each person I encountered
I couldn't wait to meet

And I came upon a doctor
who appeared in quite poor health
I said: "there's nothing I can do for you, you can't do for yourself"
He said: "oh yes you can, just hold my hand, I think that that would help"
So I sat with him awhile and I asked him how he felt
He said, "I think I'm cured, no infact I'm sure of it
thank you stranger... for your theraputic smile."

So that's how I learned the lesson
that everyone's alone
And your eyes must do some raining
if you're ever gonna grow
When crying don't help, you can't compose yourself,
it's best to compose a poem
An honest verse of longing
or a simple song of hope

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