(by Bright Eyes)


There is nothing for which I am responsible.

Just this baggage that I keep carrying on as if

I had someone.


OK, maybe there is a woman somewhere who's still

thinking of me or a girl with coal black hair

who's haunted in her dreams.

But what they've seen, well, it wasn't me.

It was just some lie that they slept beside.

I kept this from them but I can't keep this from you.


So will you look for me in that strange, bright place.

Where the statues bloom in the park.

They don't need no rain.


Because how I ever got to you I have no idea.

It's like some secret door, well it just appeared.

So, no matter what I do from now on with my time.

you will always stay here in my mind. I am

certain of this and I am not certain of anything.


So I want to get myself attached to something bolted down,

So that these winds of circumstance won't keep blowing me around.

To when I land to when I leave there is enough time to sleep and sing.

I keep running when all I want is to lay motionless