Bright Eyes - The Calendar That Hung Itself Chords

[Verse 1]
                    F#m
Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head
             C#m
And does he sing to you incessantly from the space between your bed and walls
        F#m
Does he walk around all day at school with his feet inside your shoes
        C#m
Looking down every few steps to pretend he walks with you
             F#m
Oh, does he know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched
            C#m
And does he cry through broken sentences like "I love you" far too much
 
[Chorus]
 
Bm           Em         A           D
Does he lay awake listening to your breath
Bm      Em            A         D
Worried you smoke too many cigarettes
      E                 F#m
Is he coughing now on a bathroom floor
          E                        F#m
For every speck of tile, there's a thousand more
          E                  D
You won't ever see, but must hold inside yourself
 E     Bm   C#m  F#m  Bm C#m
Eternally
 
[Verse 2]
 
                  F#m
Well I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death
         C#m
In every city, memories would whisper, "here is where you rest"
           F#m
I was determined in Chicago but I dug my teeth into my knees
        C#m
And I settled for a telephone, sang into your machine:
             F#m                 C#m
"You are my sunshine, my only sunshine
             F#m                  A
You are my sunshine, my only sunshine"
 
Bm Em A D
Bm Em A D
 
[Verse 3]
               F#m
And I kissed a girl with a broken jaw that her father gave to her
              C#m
She had eyes bright enough to burn me, they reminded me of yours
          F#m
And in a story told she was a little girl in a red-rouge, sun-bruised field
               C#m
And there were rows of ripe tomatoes where a secret was concealed
        F#m                                 C#m
And it rose like thunder clapped under our hands
        F#m                                       C#m
And it stretched for centuries to a diary entry's end. Where I wrote:
              F#m                     C#m
"You make me happy, oh when skies are gray
F#m                                           C#m
You make me happy, oh when skies are gray and gray and gray"
 
[Chorus]
         Bm                Em           A        D
Well the clock's heart, it hangs inside its open chest
           Bm           Em      A         D
With hands stretched toward the calendar, hanging itself
      E                            F#m
But I will not weep through these dying days
            E                           F#m
For all the ones who've left, there's a few that stayed
           E                D
And they found me here and pulled me from the grass
      E       F#m   C#m
Where I was laid
 
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