Bright Eyes - The center of the world

^GAt the center of the ^Bmworld There's a statue of a ^Amgirl She is standing near a ^Cwell With a ^Dbucket bare and^G dry

I went and looked her in the ^Bmeyes And she turned me into ^Amsand This clumsy form that I d^Cespise It sc^Dattered easy in her ^Ghand

And came to rest upon a ^Bmbeach With a million others t^Amhere We sat and waited for the ^Csea To s^Dtretch out so that we could disap^Gpear

Into the endlessness of ^Bmblue Into the horror of the t^Amruth You see we are far less than we ^Cknew Yeah, we are ^Dfar less than we ^Emknew

But we knew what we could t^Caste Girls found honey to drench ou^Emr hands Men cut marble to mark our ^Bgraves Said we'll need something to r^Gemind us of All the sweetness that has pa^Bssed through us

The priests dressed children for a ^Emchoir (White-robed small voices praise Him) But found no joy in what was s^Bung The f^Cuneral ^Dhad beg^Gun

In the middle of the ^Bmday When you drive home to your ^Amplace From that job that makes you ^Csleep Back to the t^Dhoughts that keep you a^Gwake Long after night has come to ^Bmclaim Any life that still ^Amremains In the corner of the ^Cframe That you ^Dput around her ^Gface

Two pills just weren't e^Bmnough The alarm clock's going ^Amoff

This isn't ha^Cppening happening happening happening ^Dhappening It is^G