I’m just trying to kiss you
And you stab my eyes
Make me blue forever
like an island sky
And I’m not pretending that it’s all ok
Just let me have my coffee before you take away the day
Lazarus, Lazarus
Why all the tears?
Did your faithful chauffer
just disappear?
What a lonesome feeling
to be waiting round
Like some washed up actress
in a tinsel town
Before the record I’d come pick you up
We’ll head for the ocean
Just say when you’ve had enough
All the light and sound
This little world’s too fragile now
And there’s only one way out
But if you let me slide
I’ll do my best to make things right
And I’m nowhere bound
Just going up and down
Up and down
Milk Thistle, milk Thistle
Let me down slow
Just help me go slow
I’ve been hurrying on
I was poised for greatness
I was down and out
I keep death at my heels
like a bassett hound
If I go to heaven I’ll be bored as hell
Like a crying baby at the bottom of a well.
conor oberst - milk thistle
I’m just trying to kiss you And you stab my eyes Make me blue forever like an island sky And I’m not pretending that...
conor oberst - milk thistle
Milk Thistle/Conor Oberst
Milk Thistle
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