| | The Center Of The World Lyrics Artist(Band):Bright Eyes
She is standing near a well with a bucket bare and dry. I went and looked her in the eye and she turned me into sand. This clumsy form that I despise it scattered easy in her hand. And came to rest upon a beach, with a million others there. We sat and waited for the sea to stretch out, so that we could disappear into the endlessness of blue, into the horror of the truth. You see, we are far less than we knew. Yeah, we are far less than we knew, but we knew what we could taste. Girls found honey to drench our hands. Men cut marble to mark our graves. Said we’ll need something to remind us of all the sweetness that has passed through us. (fresh sangria and lemon tea). The priests dressed children for a choir, (white-robed small voices praise Him) but found no joy in what was sung. The funeral had begun. In the middle of the day, when you drive home to your place from that job that makes you sleep back to the thoughts that keep you awake long after night has come to claim any light that still remains in the corner of the frame that you put around her face. Two pills just weren’t enough. The alarm clock is going off, but you are not waking up. This isn’t happening, happening, happening, happening, happening. It is. If you find some error in The Center Of The World Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Alessandra for submitting the lyrics. Review about The Center Of The World The Center of the World | Reviewer: Zoja | 4/11/2008 I interpret the last part of it to be about a girl he loves who comes home after her tiring job and is unable to sleep with all the things on her mind, and so she keeps taking sleeping pills but they're not working, and she ends up overdosing. "Two pills are not enough, the alarm clock's going off, but you are not waking up." This is such a tragic song. It invokes more and more emotion as it goes on. This is definitely an example of one of Conor's most beautiful lyrics. maybe | Reviewer: chae | 2/3/2008 the grains of sand are us. the girl is god. she blows us about, wind representing uncertainty and the abstract. the sea is death, coming ever closer, wanting to swallow us in its "endless blue." the "horror of the truth" is the idea that there is nothing after life. humans are creatures of habit - its true. so what then is religion? conor always battles with this stuff in hsi songs. he wants to believe "in his soul" but doesnt know if its true. are the souls of humans hollow? Review the song The Center Of The World The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Bright Eyes" Music | |
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