Bright Eyes - Every Day And Every Night (2007) by Bright Eyes (보컬) on maniadb.com

Sitting around, no work today.
Try pacing to keep awake.
Laying around, no school today.
Just drink until the clock has circled all the way.

It's late afternoon, as you walk through the rooms
of a house that is quiet
except for unanswered telephones.
You stand near the sink,
you mix up a drink.
You think you don't want to pass out
where your roommates could find you again.
Stumble 'round the neighboorhod, nothing to do.
You're always looking for something
to sniff smoke or swallow.
Calling over next door, see what they've got.
But you would settle for anything
that would make your brain slow down or
stop this circle of thoughts you chase
before they catch back up with you.
And your parents notice your thinning face,
All the weight you've lost,
All the weight youre losing.
You said "I'm done feeling like a skeleton,
no more sleep walking dead."
You're going to wake from this coma.
You're going to crawl from this bed you've made.
Stop counting on the camera
that hangs around your neck,
cause it will never remember what you choose to forget.

And you try to find one source of light,
try to name one thing you like.
You used to have such a longer list,
And light, you never had to look for it.

But now it's so easy, it's so easy to--
it's so easy, it's so easy to
second guess everything you do
until all you want, all you want is to
finish this half empty glass
before the ice all melts away.
This feeling always used to pass,
seems like it's every day
seems like it's every night now.

lately i've been wishing i had one desire
something that would make me never want another
something that would make it so that nothing matters
all would be clear thenbut i guess i'll have to settle for a few brief moments
and watch it all dissolve into a single second
and try to write it down into a perfect sonnet
or one foolish linebecause that's all that you'll get
so you'll have to accept
you are here
then you're gonei believe that lovers should be tied togehter
and thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather
left there to drown
left there to drown
in their innocencebut as for me i'm coming to the final chapter
i read all of the pages and there's still no answer
only all that was before i know must soon come after
that is the only way it can beso i stand in the sun
and i breath with my lungs
trying to spare me the weight of the truthsaying everything you've ever seen was just a mirror
you've spent your whole life sweating in an endless fever
now you're laying in a bathtub full of freezing water
wishing you were a ghostbut once you knew a girl and you named her lover
and danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summers
but autumn came, she disappeared, you can't remember
where she said she was going tobut you know that she's gone
because she left you a song
that you don't wanna singsinging i believe that lovers should be chained together
and thrown into a fire with their songs and letters
and left there to burn
left there to burn
in their arrogancebut as for me i'm coming to my final failure
i've killed myself with changes trying to make things better
but i still ended up becoming something other
that what i had planned to beallright!now i believe that lovers should be draped in flowers
and laid entwined together on a bed of clover
and left there to sleep
left there to dream
of their happiness

There's a car parked where the block begins
And these people singing praises
Say it's all because of him
And there's a bird perched on a frayed wet wire
And his voice sings out for a lover
But it's covered by the choir
Of voices reaching way beyond the rafters
With devotion they perform these sacred tasks
They cross themselves and offer up their checkbooks
Slight suffering is not too much to ask
Besides, we all are making money
And we're all fucking alone
And we don't know what we're doing
Maybe just buying us some hope
Because we know that we are lonely
Well, yeah, lonely that's for sure
And the older ones are coughing
Yeah, the older ones they're dying
Maybe we're all dying
I pass a graveyard on my way to work
Today I saw two dozen white roses
on a fresh new mound of dirt
And I wondered about the occupant
When the darkness finally swallowed him
was he calm and content?
Or was he sweating in a struggle to keep breathing
Ripping apart the sheets that dressed his bed
Crying out loud for someone to help him
Then collapsing on his back all pale and dead
Maybe it's me who's this unstable
Always obsessed about the end
Why can't I let what happens happen
And just enjoy the time I spend?
Oh, how I wish it was that easy
But when there is no point to anything
You know it gets a bit confusing
Why it is that I keep going
Why is it that we keep going?

If you could change your days, arranging them in some sweet new sequence
Like any new arrangement's gonna make a difference
Cause it's the moment that you're living in and not the one that follows
That makes this mess you're cleaning in your head
Time still drags you forward, though you keep resisting
You know it's what you leave behind, you'll soon start missing
And the people you once counted on now say it's all depending
On how you act and how you treat yourself
And that's not very well
So baby, when I call for you
I want you to come
Explain yourself to everyone
You nod in an acknowledgement of your frequent mood swings
Yeah, what good's an acknowledgement, it still don't change things
We've tried all forms of encouragement, but it's still no better
You just can't seem to fake or force a smile
Not even a little one
But baby, when I call to you
I want you to come
And lay it out for everyone
Exactly how it was before any of this happened
And why you can't leave it behind
Now don't just, don't just sit there when I call to you
I told you to come and lay it out for
Don't feel awkward
Lay it out for everyone

In the morning when you throw up water
And your skin, it turns a pale, pale yellow
Well, every day you lose more color
Do you think that someone paints your mirror?
Do you think that someone paints your mirror?

And you think that things sound different
At the time when you speak
There are visions much clearer
Than these blurs that you see

And like Neely O'Hara
You swallow your sleep
And you wake up in the morning to find out
You are not, you are not who, you are not who
You used to be

You don't recognize behavior
Or the spelling of your name
And the shape that's in the mirror
You swear it's not (you swear its not the same) the same

And like Neely O'Hara
You swallow your sleep
And you really can't remember
But you know you are not
Think you are not
No, you are not
who you used to be
Who you used to be, who you used to be
Did you used to be, did you used to be
(No you are not, no you are not)
Who you used to be, who you used to be