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A Spindle, A Darkness, A Fever, And A Necklace (Letra)

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Bright Eyes

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You turn on a spindle
You’re so much looser now
But you’re not explaining how
You gained such new repose
I touch the clasp of your locket
With its picture held
Some secret you wouldn’t tell
But let it choke your neck
So imagine a darkness
Where all shapes divide
Solids changing into light
With a burst of heat so bright
Well fine, don’t you do what I want you to
Don’t degrade yourself the way that I do
Because you don’t depend upon all the shit that I use
To make my moods improve
Near a sea of pianos
There were waves of chords
That crashed against the shore
In one huge and useless roar
And there were girls bringing water
Like a dream they came
To cool the fever of my brain
And soothe my burning throat
And they made me a necklace
Ganging beads of sweat
On a string of my regrets
And placed it round my neck
And they were singing
"Don’t you do what you’ve wanted to
Yeah, don’t destroy yourself like those cowards do
And maybe the sun keeps coming up
Cause it has gotten used to you
And your constant need for proof"

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A Spindle, A Darkness, A Fever, And A Necklace (Letra)

Curso de Violão - Fórmula Violão

You turn on a spindle. You are so much looser now but you’re not explaining how you gained
such new repose. I touch the clasp of your locket, with its picture held, some secret you wouldn’t
tell but let it choke your neck. So we imagine a darkness where all shapes divide, solids
changing into light, with a burst of heat so bright. Well fine, don’t you do what I want you to.
Don’t degrade yourself the way I do because you don’t depend on all the shit that I use to make
my moods improve. Near a sea of pianos, there were waves of chords that crashed against the
shore in one huge and pointless roar. And there were girls bringing water, like a dream they
came to cure the fever of my brain, and soothe my burning throat. And they made me a
necklace, hanging beads of sweat on a string of my regrets, and placed it round my neck and
they were singing, Don’t you do what you’ve wanted to. Yeah, don’t destroy yourself like those
cowards do and maybe the sun keeps coming up because it has gotten used to you and your
constant need for proof.