Bright Eyes Album : Fevers & Mirrors SONG - A Spindle, A Darkness, A Fever, And A Necklace Tablature by Matt <dumbjaw@home.com> - 03/19/01 Am7 - X02010 Am7/F# - 202010 G - 320033 C - X30210 F# - 224432 B7 - X21201 E - 022100 D7 - XX0212 D7sus4 - XX0213 Am7 Am7/F# You turn on a spindle

You are so much ^Glooser now But you're ^Cnot explaining how You ^F#gained such ^B7new re^Epose

Am7 Am7/F# I touch the clasp of your locket

With its ^Gpicture held Some ^Csecret you wouldn't tell But ^F#let it ^B7choke your ^Eneck

Am7 Am7/F# So we imagine a darkness

Where all ^Gshapes divide Solids ^Cchanging into light With a ^F#burst of ^B7heat so ^Ebright

^EWell fine Am7 Am7/F# G C Don't you do what I want you to Am7 Am7/F# G C Yeah, don't degrade yourself the way that I do Am7 Am7/F# G C 'Cause you don't depend upon all the shit that I use To ^Ammake ^Cmy ^D7moods ^D7sus4immmmmm^Gprove

Am7 Am7/F# And near a sea of pianos

There were ^Gwaves of chords That ^Ccrashed against the shore In one ^F#huge and ^B7pointless ^Eroar

Am7 Am7/F# And there were girls bringing water

Like a ^Gdream they came To cool the ^Cfever of my brain And ^F#soothe my ^B7burning ^Ethroat

Am7 Am7/F# And they made me a necklace

Hanging ^Gbeads of sweat On a ^Cstring of my regrets And ^F#placed it ^B7'round my ^Eneck

^EAnd they were singing Am7 Am7/F# G C Don't you do what you've wanted to Am7 Am7/F# G C Yeah, don't destroy yourself like those cowards do Am7 Am7/F# G C And maybe the sun keeps coming up 'cause it's gotten used to you And your ^Amcon^Cstant ^D7need ^D7sus4forrrr ^Gproof

SONG - A Scale, A Mirror And Those Indifferent Clocks Tablature by B.E. as interpreted by the pantieraider

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Here is a ^Cscale, weigh it out and you will find easily More than ^Emsufficient doubt that these colors you see Were ^Ampicked in advance by some careful hand With an ^Fabsolute concept of ^Gbeauty They are ^Csmeared and these blurs come in random order To ^Emcolor the eyes of your former lovers Hers were ^Amgreen like July except when she cried ^F They were ^Fre^Gd

Now I ^Cknow a disease that these doctors can't treat You ^Emcontract it the day you accept all you see Is a ^Ammirror and a mirror is all it can be A re^Fflection of something we're ^Gmissing And ^Clanguage just happened, it was never planned And it's ^Eminadequate to describe where I am In the ^Amroom of my house where the light has never been ^FWaiting for this day to ^Gend

And these ^Fclocks keep unwinding and ^Gcompletely ignore ^EmEverything that we ^Amhate or adore Once the ^Fpage of a calendar is ^Gturned it's no more So ^Emtell me then, what was it ^Amfor? Oh ^Ftell me, ^Gwhat was it ^Cfor?

- The Calendar Hung Itself Tablature by B.E. - frantic latin rock interpreted by pantie

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Does he kiss your ^F#meyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? And does he ^C#sing to you incessantly from the place between your bed and wall? Does he ^F#mwalk around all day at school with his feet inside your shoes? Looking ^C#down every few steps to pretend he walks with you? Does he ^F#mknow that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched? And does he ^C#cry through broken sentences like "I love you far too much"?

^BmDoes he lay ^Eawake liste^Aning to your ^Dbreath? ^BmWorried that ^Eyou smoke too ^Amany ciga^Drettes? Is he ^Ecoughing now on a ^F#mbathroom floor? For every ^Especk of tile there are a ^F#mthousand more That you won't ^Eever see But must ^Ahold ^Einside ^Dyourself e^Eternall^F#my ^C# ^F# ^C#

I drug your ^F#mghost across the country and we plotted out my death In every ^C#city, memories would whisper "Here is where you rest" I was de^F#mtermined in Chicago But I dug my teeth into my knees And I ^C#settled for a telephone Sang into your machine &^F#mquot;You are my sunshine, My only ^C#sunshine. ^F#mYou are my sunshine My only ^C#sunshine"

Bm E A D Bm E A D E F# E F# E A E D E

I ^F#mkissed a girl with a broken jaw That her father gave to her She had eyes ^C#bright enough to burn me They reminded me of yours And in a ^F#mstory told she was a little girl In a red-rouge, sun-bruised field And there were ^C#rows of ripe tomatoes Where a secret was concealed And it ^F#mrose like thunder Clapped under our ^C#hands And it ^F#mstretched for centuries To a diary entry's ^C#end where I wrote &^F#mquot;You make me happy (WHAT?) When the skies are ^C#gray ^F#mYou make me happy (WHAT?) When skies are ^C#gray and gray and gray"

Well the c^Bmlock's heart it ^Ehangs inside ^Aits open ^Dchest With hands ^Bmstretched towards the ^Ecalendar ^Ahanging it^Dself But I ^Ewill not weep for those ^F#mdying days For all the ^Eones who've left there are a ^F#mfew that stayed And they ^Efound me here and ^Apulled me ^Efrom the ^Dgrass E F#m E F#m E... Where I was laid

SONG - Something Vague Tablature by Clark Vogeler (clark@thisonegoestoeleven.com) intro and main progression: E ----1----------0-------------3-------------0 B ----1--1h3p1---1----1h3p1----0----0h3p0----1 G ----2----------0-------------0-------------2 D -3-------------2-------------0-------------2 A ------------3----------------2----------0--- E --------------------------3----------------- E ----1----------0-------------3---------3---- B ----1--1h3p1---1----1h3p1----0---------0---- G ----2----------0-------------0---------0---- D -3-------------2-------------0---------0---- A ------------3----------------2---------2---- E --------------------------3--------3-3------

^FNow and ^Cagain it seems ^Gworse than it ^Amis But ^Fmostly the ^Cview is ^Gaccurate. You see your ^Fbreath in the ^Cair as you ^Gclimb up the ^Amstairs to that ^Fcoffin you ^Ccall your ^Gapartment.

And you ^Amsink in your ^Echair Brush the ^Csnow from your ^Ghair And ^Cdrink the ^Gcold ^Faway

You are ^Amnot really ^Esure What you're ^Cdoing this ^Ffor But you need ^Csomething to ^Gfill up the ^Fdays A ^Amfew more ^Ehours

C G Am C G Am

There is a ^Fdream in my ^Cbrain that just ^Gwon't go ^Amaway It's been ^Fstuck there since it ^Ccame a few ^Gnights ago And I'm ^Fstanding on a ^Cbridge in the ^Gtown where I ^Amlived As a ^Fkid with my ^Cmom and my ^Gbrothers

And then the ^Ambridge disa^Eppears And I'm ^Cstanding on ^Gair With ^Cnothing ^Gholding ^Fme

And I ^Amhang like a ^Estar Fucking ^Cglow in the ^Gdark For all those ^Cstarving ^Geyes to ^Fsee Like the ^Amones we've ^Ewished on

But ^Cnow I'm con^Gfused Is this ^Amdeath really ^Fyou? ^CAnd do these ^Gdreams have any ^Ammeaning?

No, no, I think it is m^Core like a g^Ghost That's been ^Amfollowing us ^Fboth ^C Something ^Gvague that we're not ^Amseein ^FSomething ^Cmore like a ^Dfeeling

F G C SONG - The Movement Of A Hand Tablature by Matt <dumbjaw@home.com> - 03/19/01 F# - 244322 A - X02220 E - 022100 D - XX0232 F# A E F#

You ^F#follow the ^Afootsteps Echoes ^Eleading down a ^Ahall To a ^F#room, there's music ^Aplaying Tiny ^Ebells with moving ^Aparts

Here the ^F#shadows make things ^Augly An ^Eeffect quite undesira^Able The ^F#bold and yellow ^Adaylight Grows like ^Eivy across the ^Awall

And ^Dbounces ^Eoff of the ^Apainted porcelain ^DTiny ^Edancing ^Adoll Her ^Dbody ^Espins as she ^Apirouettes again The ^Dworld sudden^Ely seems ^F#small ^A ^E ^A

On an ^F#off-white subtle ^Amorning You ^Estretch your legs in the front ^Aseat The ^F#road has made a ^Avacuum Where our ^Evoices used to ^Abe And you ^F#lay your head onto my ^Ashoulder Pour like ^Ewater over ^Ame

So if I ^Djust ex^Eist for the ^Anext ten minutes of this ^DDrive that ^Ewould be ^Afine And ^Dall the ^Etrees that ^Aline this curb would be Re^Djoicing ^Eand al^F#ive ^A ^E ^A

Soon ^Dall the ^Ejoy that ^Apours from everything makes ^DFountains ^Eof your ^Aeyes Because you ^Dfinally ^Eunder^Astand the movement of a ^DHand waving ^Eyou good^F#bye ^A ^E ^A

F# A E A SONG - Arienette Tablature by Laura Sharp <marmorealuna@hotmail.com>

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^C#mThe fragile keep secrets gathered in pockets And they will ^G#sell them for nothing, a cheap watch or locket That ^Ekind of gold washes off^C#m

And the ^C#msad act like lepers, they stick to the shadows They long to ^G#ring bells of warning to tell of their coming So that the ^Epure can shut their doors^C#m

And the ^C#mangry are animals, senseless and savage They ^G#act without order in logical lapses They ^Estain their mouths with blood^C#m

So ^F#mtake my hand, this barren land is a^C#mlive tonight Oh, the ^F#mcorn has grown stalks that form a ^C#mwall to hide The wind ^F#mcarries sounds that I can't see from be^C#myond that line Then the ^Bstalks ^Abegin to ^G#sway Oh, ^C#stay with me, ^BAr^Aie^G#nette Until the wolves are a^C#mway YUP ^A ^G# ^C#m ^A ^G#

Well the ^C#mwicked are vultures, they bake in the canyons They ^G#circle in sunlight and wait for their victims To co^Ellapse and call to the^C#mm

And the ^C#mdesperate are water, they'll run down forever As they ^G#soak into silence and end up together In a ^Edark and distant, dark and distant ^C#mplace

So don't ^F#mleave me here with only mirrors ^C#mwatching me This ^F#mhouse, it holds nothing but the ^C#mmemories And the ^F#mmoon, it leaves silver but ^C#mnever sleep And then the ^Bsilver ^Aturns to ^G#gray So ^C#stay with me, ^BAr^Aie^G#nette Until the wolves are ^C#maway

SONG - When the Curious Girl Realizes She Is Under Glass Tablature by Matt <dumbjaw@home.com> - 03/19/01 C - x30210 G - 320033 Dm - XX0231 Am - X02210 C G Dm G C G Am Am G G

Tomor^Crow when I wake up I'm ^Gfinding my brother And ^Dmmaking him take me back ^Gdown to the water That ^Clake where we sailed and we ^Glaughed with our father I ^Amwill not desert him, I ^Amwill not desert him ^G

No matter ^Dmhow I may ^Gwish for a ^Ccoffin so ^Amclean Or these ^Dmtrees to un^Gdress all their ^Cleaves onto ^Amme I put my ^Dmface in the ^Gdirt and then ^Cfinally I ^Amsee The ^Csky that has been ^Gavoiding^C me

I ^Cstarted this letter, I'm gonna ^Gsend it to Ruba It will be ^Dmblessed by her eyes on the ^Ggulf coast of Florida With her ^Cfeet in the sand and one ^Ghand on her swimsuit She will ^Amrecite the prayer of my ^Gpen

Saying, ^Ctime take us forward, ^Grelief from this longing They can ^Dmland that plane on my ^Gheart. I don't care Just ^Cgive me November, the ^Gwarmth of a whisper In the ^Amfreezing darkness of my ^Groom

But no matter ^Dmwhat I would ^Gdo in an at^Ctempt to re^Amplace All these ^Dmpills that I ^Gtake trying to ^Cbalance my ^Ambrain Seen the ^Dmcurious ^Ggirl with that ^Clook on her ^Amface So ^Csurprised she stares out from ^Gher display ^Ccase

SONG - Haligh, Haligh, A Lie, Haligh Tablature by Matt <dumbjaw@home.com> - 03/19/01 F#m - XX4222 Dmaj7 - XX0222 A - X02220 Bm - X24432 G - 320033 F#m Dmaj7 A Bm F#m Dmaj7 A Bm

The ^F#mphone ^Dmaj7slips from a ^Aloose ^Bmgrip ^F#mWords were ^Dmaj7missed, then some ^Aapolo^Bmgy

I ^F#mdidn't want to ^Dmaj7tell you this No, it's ^Ajust some guy she's ^Bmbeen hanging out ^F#mwith I don't ^Dmaj7know, the past couple ^Aweeks, I gue^Bmss

^F#mThank you and hang ^Dmaj7up the phone Let the ^Afuneral start, hear the ^Bmcasket close Let's pin ^F#msplit-black ^Dmaj7ribbon to your ^Aovercoat ^Bm

The ^F#mlaughter pours from ^Dmaj7under doors in this ^Ahouse I don't under^Bmstand that sound no ^F#mmore Seems ^Dmaj7artificial like a ^ATV se^Bmt

Well Ha^Bmligh Haligh Haligh Haligh This ^Aweight, it must be satisfied You ^Goffer only one reply You ^Aknow not what you do But you ^Bmtear and tear your hair from roots From ^Athat same head you have twice removed Now a ^Glock of hair you said would prove Our ^Alove would never die, well hahaha

^F#mI remember ^Dmaj7everything The ^Awords we spoke on ^Bmfreezing South Street And ^F#mall those mornings ^Dmaj7watching you ^Aget ready for ^Bmschool

You ^F#mcombed your hair in^Dmaj7side that mirror The one you ^Apainted blue and ^Bmglued with jewelry tears ^F#mSomething about those ^Dmaj7bright colors would always ^Amake you feel bet^Bmter

^F#mBut now we speak with ^Dmaj7ruined tongues And the ^Awords we say aren't ^Bmmeant for anyone ^F#mIt's just a mumbled ^Dmaj7sentence to a ^Apassing acquain^Bmtance but there was once you

^F#mYou said you hate my ^Dmaj7suffering And you ^Aunderstood and ^Bmyou'd take care of me ^F#mYou'd would always ^Dmaj7be there, well ^Awhere are you now? ^Bm

^BmHaligh, Haligh, Haligh, Haligh The ^Aplans were never finalized But ^Gleft to hang like yarn and twine Dang^Aling before my eyes

As you ^Bmtear and tear your hair from roots From ^Athat same head that you have twice removed Now a ^Glock of hair you said would prove Our ^Alove would never die

And I ^Bmsing and sing of awful things The ^Apleasure that my sadness brings And my ^Gfingers press onto the strings Yet ^Aanother clumsy chord

^BmHaligh, Haligh, an awful lie This ^Aweight will now be satisfied I'm gonna ^Ggive you only one reply I ^Aknow not who I am

But I ^Bmtalk in the mirror To the ^Astranger that appears Our conversations are ^Gcircles Always one ^Gsided Nothing is ^Aclear

Except we ^Bmkeep coming back To this ^Ameaning that I lack He says the choices were ^Ggiven Now you must ^Glive them Or just not ^Alive

But do you want ^Bmthat?

SONG - The Center Of The World Tablature by Laura Sharp <marmorealuna@hotmail.com> G Bm Am C D Em OR Em B E ---3----2----5----3----5----7------0----2--- B ---3----3----5----5----7----8------0----4--- G ---4----4----5----5----7----9------0----4--- D ---5----4----7----5----7----9------2----4--- A ---5----2----7----3----5----7------2----2--- E ---3----x----5----x----x----x------0----x---

^GAt the center of the ^Bmworld there's a statue of a ^Amgirl She is standing near a ^Cwell with a ^Dbucket bare and ^Gdry I went and looked her in the ^Bmeyes and she turned me into ^Amsand This clumsy form that I des^Cpise, it scattered ^Deasy in her ^Ghand

It came to rest upon a ^Bmbeach with a million others ^Amthere We sat and waited for the ^Csea to stretch out so that ^Dwe could disap^Gpear Into the endlessness of ^Bmblue into the horror of the ^Amtruth See, we are far less than we ^Cknew, yeah, we are ^Dfar less than we ^Emknew

^EmBut we knew what we could ^Ctaste ^EmGirls found honey to drench our hands The men cut marble to mark our ^Bgraves

^BSaid we'll need something to re^Gmind us of All the sweetness that has ^Bpassed through us The priests dressed children for a ^Emchoir But found no joy in what was ^Bsung ^BThe ^Cfuneral ^Dhad ^Dbe^Ggun

^GIn the middle of the ^Bmday when you drive home to your ^Amplace From that job that makes you ^Csleep back to the ^Dthoughts that keep you a^Gwake Long after night has come to ^Bmclaim any light that still re^Ammains In the corner of the ^Cframe that you ^Dput around her ^Gface

Two ^Bmpills just weren't enough The ^Amalarm clock's going off but you're not waking up This isnt ^Chappening happening happening happening ^Dhappening It is ^G

SONG - Sunrise, Sunset Tablature by Matt <dumbjaw@home.com> - 03/19/01 Am - XX7555 G#? - XX6555 E - 022100 Am G#? Sunrise, sunset Am G#? Sunrise, sunset Am G#? Am G#? Swiftly go the days Am G#? Sunrise, sunset Am G#? You wake up, then you undress Am G#? Am G#? It always is the same Am G#? A sunrise and the sun sets Am G#? You are lying while you confess Am G#? Am G#? Keep trying to explain Am G#? A sunrise and the sun sets Am G#? You realize, then you forget Am G#? Am G#? What you have been trying to retain

But ^Eeverybody knows It's ^Eall about the things E E Am G#? Am G#? That get stuck inside of your head

Like the ^Esongs your roommate sings Or a ^Evision of her body As she ^Estretches out on your ^Ambed

G#? Am G#? And she raised her hands in the air Am G#? Am G#? Asked you, when was the last time you looked in the mirror? Am G#? Am G#? 'Cause you have changed Am G#? Am G#? Yeah, you've changed Am G#? Sunrise, the sun sets Am G#? You are hopeful and then you regret Am G#? Am G#? The circle never breaks Am G#? With a sunrise and sunset Am G#? There's a change of heart or address Am G#? Am G#? Is there nothing that remains? Am G#? For a sunrise or a sunset Am G#? You're manic or you're depressed Am G#? Am G#? Will you ever feel okay? Am G#? For a sunrise or a sunset Am G#? Your lover is an actress Am G#? Am G#? Did you really think she'd stay? Am G#? For a sunrise or a sunset Am G#? You're either coming or you just left Am G#? Am G#? But you're always on the way Am G#? Towards a sunrise or a sunset Am G#? A scribble or a sonnet Am G#? They are really just the same Am G#? To the sunrise or a sunset Am G#? The master and his servant Am G#? Am G#? Have exactly the same fate Am G#? It's a sunrise and a sunset Am G#? From a cradle to a casket Am G#? Am G#? There is no way to escape Am G#? The sunrise and the sunset Am G#? Hold your sadness like a puppet Am G#? Am G#? Keep putting on the play

But ^Eeverything you do Is ^Eleading to the point E Am G#? Am G#? Where you just won't know what to do

And ^Eat that moment you may laugh But ^Ethere is someone there Who will be laughing ^Elouder than ^Amyou

G#? So it's true Am G#? The trick is complete Am G#? Am G#? You've become everything you said you never would be Am G#? Am G#? You're a fool Am G#? Am G#? You're a fool Am G#? Sunrise, sunset Am G#? Sunrise, sunset Am G#? Am G#? The sunrise and the sun sets Am G#? Sunrise, sunset Am G#? Sunrise, the sun sets Am G#? Am G#? The sunrise, the sun sets Am G#? Sunrise, sunset Am G#? Go home to your apartment Am G#? Am G#? Put the cassette in the tape deck Am G#? Am G#? Am G#? Am G#? And let that fever play Am G#? Sunrise, sunset Am G#? Where are you Arienette? Am G#? Am G#? Am G#? Am G#? Am G#? Where are you Arienette? SONG - An Attempt To Tip The Scales Tablature by Clark Vogeler <clark@thisonegoestoeleven.com> - 03/19/01 intro: D F#m G A

Did you ^Dexpect it all to ^F#mstop at the ^Gwave of your ^Ahand? Like the ^Dsun is just gonna ^F#mdrop if it's ^Gnight you de^Amand? Well, in the ^Ddark we are just ^F#mair so the ^Ghouse might dis^Asolve Once we're ^Dgone, who's gonna ^F#mcare if we were ^Gever here at ^Aall?

Well, ^Gsummer's gonna come, it's gonna c^Aloud our eyes a^F#mgain No need to focus when there's ^Gnothing that's worth ^Aseeing

So we trade ^Dliquor for ^F#mblood in an at^Gtempt to tip the ^Ascales I think you ^Dlost what you ^F#mloved in that ^Gmess of de^Atails They seemed so im^F#mportant at the time but ^Gnow you can't even recall ^F#mAny of the names, faces, or lines, it's more the ^Gfeeling of it ^Aall

Well, ^Gwinter's gonna end, it's gonna ^Aclean these veins again ^F#mSo close to dying that I ^Gfinally can start ^Aliving

D F#m G A (repeat) end on F#m SONG - A Song To Pass The Time Tablature by Matt <dumbjaw@home.com> - 03/19/01 E - 022100 F#m - XX4222 G#m - xx6444 A - X02220 B - X24442 Start with fingerpicking E

There is a ^Emiddle-aged woman, she's ^F#mdragging her feet She carries ^G#mbaskets of clothes to a ^F#mlaundromat While the ^EMexican children kick ^F#mrocks into the street And they ^G#mlaugh in a language I don't ^F#munderstand But I love ^Athem... why do I love ^Ethem?

So the ^Eneighborhood's dimming, I ^F#msmoke on the porch Watch the ^G#mpeople as they pass enclosed in^F#mside their cars And on their ^Efaces just anger or ^F#mdisappointment I start ^G#mwishing there was something I could ^F#moffer them A ^Aconsolation... what could I offer ^Ethem?

And they are ^Esad in their suburbs, robots ^F#mwater the lawn And ^G#meverything they touch gets dusted ^F#mspotless And so they ^Estart to believe they've not touched ^F#manything at all And the ^G#mcars in the driveway only ^F#mmultiply

They are ^Elost in their houses, I've heard them ^F#msing in the shower Making ^G#mspeeches to their sister on the ^F#mtelephone Saying you come ^Ehome, you come here, don't stay so ^F#mfar away from me This ^G#mweather has me wanting love more ^F#mtangible Something I can ^Ahold... it's getting ^Ecold

I say ^F#mhold up our ^Efists to a ^Bflame in the ^Asky To ^F#mblock out the ^Elight that's reach^Bing for our ^Aeyes 'Cause it... 'cause it would ^Eblind us,^A yeah it will ^Eblind us

Well I've ^Elocked my actions in the ^F#mgrooves of routine So I may ^G#mnever be free of this ^F#mapathy But I ^Ewait for a letter that's ^F#mcoming to me She sends me ^G#mpictures of the ocean in an ^F#menvelope

So there still is ^Ehope, yes, I can be healed There is someone ^F#mlooking for what I've concealed In my secret ^G#mdrawer, in my pockets deep You will find the ^F#mreasons that I can't sleep And you will still want ^Ame... but will you still want ^Eme? ^AWill you still want ^Eme?

Well, I say ^F#mcome for the ^Eweek, you can ^Bsleep in my ^Abed And ^F#mpass through my ^Elife like a ^Bdream through my ^Ahead It will... it will be ^Eeasy,^A I'll make it ^Eeasy

But all I ^Ehave for the moment is a ^F#msong to pass the time A ^G#mmelody to keep me from ^F#mworrying Some ^Esimple progression to keep my ^F#mfingers busy And ^G#mwords that are sure to come ^F#mback to me And they'll be laugh^Aing... and they'll be laugh^Eing ^AMy mediocri^Ety ^AMy mediocri^Ety

A E A E...

Bright Eyes - Fevers and mirrors