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Easy-Lucky-Free （Ft.Nick Zinner） - Bright Eyes

Did it all get real, I guess it's real enough

They got refrigerators full of blood

Another century spent pointing guns

At anything that moves

Sometimes I worry that I've lost the plot

My twitching muscles tease my flipping thoughts

I never really dreamed of Heaven much

Until we put him in the ground

But it's all I'm doing now

Listening for patterns in the sound

Of an endless static sea

But once the satellite's deceased

It blows like arbors through the streets

Of the night sky to infinity

But don't you weep

（Don't you weep for them）

Don't you weep