Bright Eyes
Road to Joy (I'm wide awake, it's morning)
from I'm wide awake, it's morning
written by Conor Oberst
Main Riff:
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"The Sun came up with no conclusions"
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"Flowers sleeping in their beds, the city cemetery's humming"
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"I'm wide awake it's morning"
Chorus:
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"I read... sometimes that's just... ...place"
You get the idea by listening to the record. There is basically no change in
the theme after Conor sings "Let's *** it up boys, make some noise!", that's
just the trumpet part. You may improvise (do not forget to hit the C on the
b-string after each note) during the noisy solo part and come back to the
main theme for the last verse. Just finish on a C major chord.
The sun came up with no conclusions
Flowers sleeping in their beds
the city cemetary's humming
I'm wide awake it's morning
I've got my drugs, I've got my woman
they keep away my lonliness
my parents they've got their religion
but sleep in different houses
I read the Body count out of the paper
now it's written all over my face
noone plans to sleep out in the gutter
sometimes that's just the most comfortable place
So I'm writting, drinking, strumming, singing
every day I'm on the clock
my mind races with all my longings
but I can't keep up with what I got
So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful
what history gave modern men
a telephone to talk to strangers
machine guns and a camera lense
So when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing
it's best to join the side that's gonna win
and noone knows how all of this got started
but we're gonna make them goddamn certain how it's gonna end
oh yeah, we will
oh yeah, we will
Well, I could have been a famous singer
if I had someone else's voice
but failure's always sounded better
let's *** it up boys make some noise
The sun came up with no conclusions
Flowers sleeping in their beds
the city cemetary's humming
I'm wide awake it's morning
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