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Bright Eyes The Trees Get Wheeled Away Lyrics

Last updated: 10/10/2010 11:00:00 AM

Anchormen spike their blood
wear masks of mud
cucumbers cut to fit their eyes
and so no one would know how tired they've grown
of talking and telling their lies
while your TVs change stations
scroll messages
victims and christians both drinking blood
and they pray for the destruction of all hatred
more often, just those with hate for us
'cause it hurts when you discover one's worse and one's better
to suffer or cause others to
and you can live by your conscience
now guilt is a concept
you're no longer subscribing to

There's a virgin in my bed
and she's taking off her dress
And I'm not sure what I am gonna do
There's a song stuck in my head
and I can't help singing it
O' how I hope my singing pleases you
'cause this is not who I've become
but what you made me into

Oh, we got no health insurance
no cellular service
no disease they can't cure
but we need more money to burn
so each person must learn the dollar amount they are worth
and those pills make me dizzy
forgetting my body
I watch as it walks away
I just keep drinking the poison
and smoking the cartons
a pack and a half a day
so when time comes to claim me
my friends and my family will gather around my grave
and they'll believe that they knew me
and love me and miss me
and all call me by my name

So imagine what you want
and then hold on to that thought
'cause that's as close as it will ever come
and believe you're where you are
and keep acting out the part
but at the end of the day, the trees all get wheeled away
and you'll be standing alone in a blank, blank space
So believe who you are
and stay in character.
but at the end of the play,
the audience walks away.
And you'll be shivering cold on a well lit stage.

Thanks to caroline for submitting The Trees Get Wheeled Away Lyrics.

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The Title Goes Here | Reviewer: Nicole | 3/6/09

I think this song is amazing as well, but I think it portrays the fact that we will only really ever know ourselves. We are the only ones who are the closest to us, and even if we let someone so deeply into our souls, we will still never tell them everything, or let them completely in. We "set a stage" for others, not letting them know all of our innermost secrets, and desires. He says, "so when time comes to claim me my friends and my family will gather around my grave
and they'll believe that they knew me and love me and miss me and all call me by my name" He specifically says "they'll believe that they knew me", which is his rather direct way of saying that no one really knows him. He says "imagine what you are and then hold on to that thought, because that's as close as you will ever come" which is saying that you'll always have dreams about who you want to be, but you'll never become the exact thought that's appearing in your head, which seems a little depressing, but if you think about it, we really never will become the picture we paint for ourselves in our minds, we may come close, but nothing ever goes completely as planned. It's not a bad thing, or a depressing statement, it's just simply life, and life never turns out the way we want it or can be planned. This song is very interesting, especially in the beginning, talking about the anchormen trying to hide the fact that they are tired, he's saying that people in the spotlight have it worse, and the lies in the media show us that in life, nothing is ever as it seems. Everyone is just trying to hide themselves from the world, no one lets out every single secret about themselves to anyone or everyone.

yes | Reviewer: elisabeth | 11/30/07

this is an amazing song, it captures the post modern je ne c'est quoi which so many suffer from, most excellently. to anyone else who like this song and has bothered to look up the lyrics, read the McGoohan's Blues lyrics by Roy Harper, (amazing) or any of the cornecopia of Modest mouse, the fiery furnaces and neutral milk hotel lyrics, I send them out to all of you.

Correction for The Trees Get Wheeled Away by Bright Eyes | Reviewer: Dino Atikovic | 5/29/07

At the end of the song, The Trees Get Wheeled Away, the singer says "And I'll be shivering cold on a well lit stage" rather than "And you'll be..."