Make War Bright Eyes
I was upset that it wasn't already up here in completion, so I got the whole thing
down and decided to share it because I love all of your faces. :D
Our love is [E]dead but without limit,
like the [A]surface of the moon
or the [E]land between here and the mou[B7]ntains.
Well, it i[E]s not these hiding places
that have k[A]ept us innocent
but the way you ta[E]ught me to just let[B7] it all go by.[E]
And so we've le[E]arned to be as faithless,
stand b[A]ehind bulletproof glass,
exchanging[E] our affections through a dr[B7]awer.
And it was always ho[E]rribly convenient
and h[A]appening too fast.
You should count your ch[E]ange before you're eve[B7]n out the door.[E]
Yes, you should but please...
[A]Return, return to the [E]person that you were.
And [C#m]I will do the[B] same
cause it is too[A] hard to belong to [E]someone who is gone.
[F#m]My compass spins. The [A]wilderness remains.[E]
[E]Once too often, I have retreated
into the [A]depths of my despair.
I built a[E] barricade to block you on the [B7]road.
I was standing there with al[E]l of my possessions
[A]piled higher than a house,
I felt [E]closer to you than you [B7]ever would have known.[E]
[E]So let each tiny acts of charity
be common gr[A]ound on which to build
the [E]monument that will commemorate our times[B7].
And though, you sw[E]ear you've found another
who will surely [A]speed you on your way,
don't let the for[E]est grow over that p[B7]ath you came there by. [E]
But you will, so...
[A]So hurry up and run to the o[E]ne that you love.
[C#m]And blind him with your[B] kindness.
And he'll make w[A]ar, old war, on who you were be[E]fore.
And claim a[F#m]ll that has [A]spoiled in your hear[E]t.
[E]Now, I tell myself I've mended
under these p[A]atches of blue sky.
There are still a[E] few holes that let in a little ra[B7]in.
And it's been [E]crying on my shingles.
My floorboards m[A]oan under my feet.
The refrigerator is[E] whining, so I've got[B7] reason to complain[E].
[E]But I am not gonna bless you with such compliments,
some d[A]egrading psalm of praise,
like the[E] kind that converted you to me so long ag[B7]o.
Because the tr[E]uth is that gossip's as good as go[A]spel in this town.
You can save your fa[E]ce but you won't ever[B7] save your soul. [E]
Baby that's a fact.
So hurry u[A]p and run to the o[E]ne that you love.
And [C#m]tie him up in your[B] likeness,
And he'll [A]become, become the pr[E]isoner I was.
And know al[F#m]l that has s[A]poiled in your[E] heart.
And know al[F#m]l that has s[A]poiled in your[E] heart.
So hurry u[A]p and run to the o[E]ne that you love.
And b[C#m]lind him with your[B] kindness.
And he'll [A]make war, old war, on w[E]ho you were before.
And claim a[F#m]ll that has [A]spoiled in you[E]r heart.
Yeah, he'll[F#m] claim all t[A]hat has spoile[E]d in your heart.
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