Bright Eyes — A Scale, a Mirror and Those Indifferent Clocks
C
Here is a scale, weigh it out and you will find easily
Em
More than sufficient doubt that these colors you see
Am
Were picked in advance by some careful hand
FG
With an absolute concept of beauty
C
They are smeared and these blurs come in random order
Em
To color the eyes of your former lovers
Am
Hers were green like July except when she cried
FG
They were red
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C
Now I know a disease that these doctors can't treat
Em
You contract it the day you accept all you see
Am
Is a mirror and a mirror is all it can be
FG
A reflection of something we're missing
C
And language just happened, it was never planned
Em
And it's inadequate to describe where I am
Am
In the room of my house where the light has never been
FG
Waiting for this day to end
FG
And these clocks keep unwinding and completely ignore
EmAm
Everything that we hate or adore
FG
Once the page of a calendar is turned it's no more
EmAm
So tell me then, what was it for?
FGC
Oh tell me, what was it for?