Bright Eyes - The Calendar Hung Itself
Tabbed by: Lee Stepien

There are a few other tabs for this song and one of them works pretty well, but I saw 
Eyes in concert and this is how Connor plays the song. There are a few variations below, 
for everything else it's normal.

   	  Em	 B	   D7	   Bb	    A	   F#
E	[--0--]	[--7--]	[--x--]	[--x--]	[--x--]	[--2--]
B	[--8--]	[--7--]	[--x--]	[--x--]	[--x--]	[--2--]
G	[--9--]	[--8--]	[--7--]	[--7--]	[--6--]	[--3--]
D	[--9--]	[--9--]	[--7--]	[--7--]	[--7--]	[--4--]
A	[--7--]	[--9--]	[--9--]	[--5--]	[--7--]	[--x--]
E	[--x--]	[--7--]	[--8--]	[--6--]	[--5--]	[--x--]

(Start off by muting all the strings. The strum for the verse is the same as the intro, 
just presses down the chord when appropriate. Listen to the song and you should get it.)

			Em
Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head?
 		B
And does he sing to you incessantly from the space between your bed and wall?
 		Em
Does he walk around all day at school with his feet inside your shoes?
 		B
Looking down every few steps to pretend he walks with you.
		Em
Oh does he know that place below your neck that is your favorite to be touched,
 		B
and does he cry through broken sentences that I love you far too much?

D7			Bb	A		D
	Does he lay awake listen-ing to your breath?
D7		Bb		A		D
	Worried you smoke too many cigar-ettes.
 		E		F#
Is he coughing now, on a bathroom floor?
			E		F#
For every speck of tile there's a thousand more,
			E
you won?t ever see.
(one strum)(F#) 	(E)	D	E
     but must hold inside yourself eternally.
Em  B  Em  B

				Em
Well I drug your ghost across the country and we plotted out my death.
			B
In every city, memories would whisper, Here is where you rest.
			Em
I was de-termined in Chicago but I dug my teeth into my knees,
		B
and I settled for a telephone and sang into your machine.
Em						B
 	You are my sunshine, my only sun-shine.
Em						B
 	You are my sunshine, my only sun-shine.

D7			Bb	A		D
D7			Bb	A		D
E		F#		(E)

		Em
And I kissed a girl with a broken jaw that her father gave to her.
				B
She had eyes bright enough to burn me. They reminded me of yours.
			Em
And In a story told she was a little girl in a red-rouge, sun-bruised field
				B
and there were rows of ripe tomatoes where a secret was concealed.
 		 Em					B
And it rose like thunder, clapped under our hands.
		  Em					B
And it stretched for centuries to a diary entries end
				Em			B
where I wrote,      You make me happy (WHAT!?) oh when skies are gray.
 Em						B
	You make me happy oh when skies are gray, and gray, and gray.

			D7	Bb	A	D
Well the clock?s heart it hangs inside its open chest
	D7	Bb	A	D
with hands stretched towards the calendar hanging it-self
	E	F#
but I will not weep for those dying days.
	E	F#
For all the ones who've left there's a few that stayed.
	E
And they found me here
	(F#)	E	D	E
and pulled me from the grass where I was laid.

Em   B   Em   B