Once too often I've retreated into the hoe maak je een crossbow depths of my despair.
And so it's crying on my shingles.
So hurry up and run, to the one that you love, and blind him with your kindness.You can save how to make takoyaki face but you won't ever save your soul.First Day Of My Life, bright Eyes, the Calendar Hung Itself.But now I tell myself I've mended under these patches of blue sky.Yeah, hell claim all that has spoiled in your heart.And thats a fact.And though, you say, youve found another who will surely speed you on your way, dont let the forest grow over that path you came there.A nd know all that has spoiled your heart.Because the truth is that gossip is as good as gospel in this town.



But the way you taught me to just let it all go back.
I built a barricade to block you on the road.
And though, you say.
Bright Eyes, old Soul Song, bright Eyes, road To Joy.
And It was always horribly convenient and happening too fast.But I am not gonna bless you with such compliments, some degrading psalm of praise, like the kind that converted you to me so long ago.There's still a few holes that let in a little rain.Return, return to the person that you were.And tie him up in your likeness.So let these tiny acts of charity become common ground of which to build a monument to commemorate our time.And he'll make war, oh, war, on who you were before And claim all that has spoiled in your heart Yeah, And claim all that has spoiled).



I built a barricade to block you on the road.
And he'll become, become, oh, the prisoner I was.
I felt closer to you than you ever would have known.