Bright Eyes
"Easy/Lucky/Free"
Capo on 2nd fret
Intro:
(x2)
Did it all get real? I guess it's real enough.
They got refrigerators full of blood
another century spent pointing guns at anything that moves.
Sometimes I worry that I've lost the plot,
My twitchin' muscles tease my flippin' thoughts.
I never really dreamed of heaven much until we put him in the ground
But it's all I'm doing now - listening for patterns in the sound
Of an endless static sea.
But once the satellite's deceased, it blows like garbage through the streets
Of the night sky to infinity.
But don't you weep.
Don't you weep.
There is nothing as lucky...
Honey, don't you weep.
Don't you weep.
There is nothing as lucky... as easy... or free.