song: at the bottom of everything album: I'm wide awake it's morning artist bright eyes C F x 3 C F C we must talk in every telephone get eaten off the web C F G we must rip out all the epilogues in the books that we have read C F and to the face of avert criminal strapped firmly to a chair C G C we must stare, we must stare, we must stare C F C we must take all of the medicines to expensive now to sell C F G set fire to the preacher who is promising us hell C F and to the ear of every anarchist who sleeps but doesn't dream C G C we must sing, we must sing, we must sing it'll go like this alright F G Am F While my mother waters plants my father shoot his gun F G Am F he say death will bring us back to god, just like the setting sun G is returned to the lonesome ocean C F x 3 C F C we must blend into the choir sing a static with the whole C F G we must memorize 9 numbers and deny we have a soul C F and in this endless race for property and privilege to be won C G C we must run, we must run, we must run C F C we must hang up in the belphry where the bats and moonlight laugh C F G we must stare into a crystal ball and only see the past C F and into the caverns of tomorrow with just our flashlight and our love C G C we must plunge, we must plunge, we must plunge F G Am F oh my mornings coming back the whole worlds waking up F G Am F all the city buses swimming past i'm happy just because G i found out i'm really no one C F x 3 end on C