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Cape Canaveral Tab

by Conor Oberst And The Mystic Valley Band


Capo 2nd fret





Oh, oh, oh brother totem pole 

I saw your legends lined up 
                               
And I never felt more natural 
                    
Apart, I just came     apart 


Please, please, please sister Socrates 

You always answer with a question 
                                     
Show some kindness to a petty thief 
                   
Forgive, you did    forgive 

                               
Watch the migrants smoke in the old orange grove 
                             
And the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral 
                                    
You’ve been a father to me In 1960’s speak 
                                     
In the comatose joy that we’re on TV 
                                     
While the mountain’s side was shining 
                          
Wild colors of my destiny 

               
I watched your face age backwards 
                             
Changing shape in my memory 
              
You taught me victory’s sweet 
                             
Even deep in the cheap seats 

     


Hey, hey, hey mother interstate 

Can you deliver me from evil 
                                     
Make me honest make me wedding cake 
                               
Atone, I will  atone 


Wait, wait, wait mighty outer-space 

All that flying saucer terror 
                               
Made me lazy drinking lemonade 
                         
A waste, it just went     to waste 

                               
Like the Freon cold out the hotel door 
                               
Or the white rocket fade over Cape Canaveral 
                                 
You’ve been a daughter to me your buried shoe-box grief 
                                                    
I felt your poltergeist love like savannah heat 
                               
While the waterfall was pouring 
                               
Crazy symbols of my destiny 
                               
I watched your face die backwards 
                               
Little baby in my memory 
                               
You told me victory's sweet 
                               
Even deep in the cheap seats 

                                     
And you don’t judge me 
                            
That’s not your style 
                         
But I won’t see you 
                        
for a little while 
                                        
And there’s no worries, oh lord 
                               
Whose got time 
                              
All these changes are going to fill your mind 
                               
                                                              
Like the citrus glow off the old orange grove 
                                                              
Or the red rocket blaze over Cape Canaveral 
                                                              
It’s been a nightmare to me Some 1980’s grief 
                                                              
Gives me parachute dreams Like old war movies 
                                                              
While the universe was drawn Perfect circles form infinity 

                               
I watched the stars get smaller 
                               
Tiny diamonds in my memory 
                               
I know that victory is sweet 
                               
Even deep in the cheap seats