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Persona Non Grata

Produced by: Bright Eyes
Engineered by: Mike Mogis
Assistant Engineer: Adam Roberts
Mixed by: Mike Mogis
Mastered by: Bob Ludwig
Lyrics: Conor Oberst
Writers / Composers: Conor Oberst

Getting dressed for a date
Put on blue aftershave
Wore a kilt like a Celt
Hid the way that I felt
Combat boots fallen leaves
West Village Halloween
To a Bollywood song
Taking shots ‘til we’re gone
Unwelcome in the autumn
Persona Non Grata
I’m the last of the best
I’m your thoughts in the swamp
There’s a playground of children
In the shadows of buildings
There’s a line out the church
Where your homelessness works
Where the stain glass of crimson
Meets Ezekiel’s Visions
Saw a valley of bones
Where no man shall be saved

And now you, you come to me, asking that
And now you, you come to me, and you’re asking that
Oh how can we reconcile?

Left your innocence there
In Tiananmen Square
You were filled with despair
Underfed and depressed
Vacant lot where a prison stood
God knows you never would
Lie to yourself
But you do every time
Made a life of deception
And passive aggression
Going to scream when I sing
Going to die in the ring
Turn me on
You’re a knockout
Climb up on to my cloud
Do your worst to me now
Before I change my mind

And now you, you want to be true, to me once again
And you want me to be true, to you once again
Oh yeah you, you want to be true, to me once again
And you want me to be true, to you once again

From a Balance Beam

There is a man holding a megaphone
So he must have been the voice of God
The bystanders claimed they saw angels
Flying up and down the block
Well, they must have been attached to wires
I saw one laying in the lawn with a broken arm
So I called 911
So that's one less founded opinion
One more cause for a dispute
So the street filled like a basin
Up with cameras and their crews
And they washed away the rumors
Leaving just the concrete truth
It was a spectacle
No, I, I mean a miracle
So then I fell like that girl from a balance beam
A gymnasium of eyes were all holding on to me
I lifted one foot to cross the other and I felt myself slipping
It was a small mistake
Sometimes that's all it takes


Now I'm staring at my wrist
Hoping that the timing is right
When the planets will align
There will be no planets to align
Just the carcass of the sun
And those little painted marbles
Spinning senseless through an endless black sky

 

(And so it never started and it will never stop just like I am and you are)

 

It was in a foreign hotel's bathtub
I baptized myself in change
And one by one I drowned all of the people I had been
I emerged to find the parallels were fewer
I was cleansed
I looked in the mirror and someone new was there
Still I was as helpless as a chess piece
When I was lifted up by someone's hand
And delivered from the corner
My enemies had got me in
But in all of my salvation I still felt imprisoned inside
That holding cell that is myself
So I wait for the day when I'll hear the key
As it turns in the lock and the guard will say to me
"Oh, my patient prisoner, you have waited for this day and finally
You are free! You are free! You are freezing"


Now I'm staring at the sun waiting for it to explode
Because a day is gonna come
Don't know when but it will come
And then we will finally know the way out of here


And I will throw away this wrinkled map
And my chart of stars and compass, cracked
And I'll climb that tree all wet with sap
To avoid the hungry beasts below
I'll cut out my lover's tongue and sing
Of a graveyard gray and a garden green
And then we won't have worry no more
No, we won't ever worry again
About how this song or story ends
About how this song and story will end