Jetsabel Removes The Undesireables Lyrics - Bright Eyes

My brother finds comfort in calculators. 

He assigns every number a name. 

He believes that they add up to certainty 

and he's upset with the fractions that remain. 

So I examine the maps with my eyes and at best 

I can trace with my finger all the way 

to that town where she went in an attempt to forget 

the cracks and the lines of my face. 

So Jetsabel cleaned out the closets for me 

and she piled the boxes in the hall 

Tomorrow when she wakes she'll come and take them away 

and they will never haunt me again 

But it's still hard to sleep with these moon's heavy beams. 

I run barefoot to the backyard 

just to freeze in my place by the wrought iron gate 

too ashamed and afraid to advance. 

Today I walked through the snow and found a field of headstones. 

They were in rows like the weeks on calendars 

where each box is a day that you can never escape 

without pills or the poison of sleep 

Now these memories leak from the faucets that weep 

Hot tears splash against the shower floor 

and I stand in the steam as if inside a dream 

I can see her again by the sink 

from behind the bathroom mirror she pulls a thermometer 

and placed it underneath my tongue. 

Said "You are pale as a sheet, you look awful my sweet. 

Lay down and wait for the sun." 

So I stayed in that bed. She brought me water and read 

each night from a volume out loud. 

She whispered soft poetry. Her favorite was 'Anabel Lee' 

And those words, like these drugs comforted me 

But the clocks kept waving their hands and she could not understand 

why my temperature would never drop 

And although she promised with tears that she would always be here 

I heard truth like the sound in the sea. 

I said, "My Arienette, oh how soon you'll forget, 

this house will never be your home. 

And you will leave in the fall when the trees become graves 

and their color lie dead in the grass." 

Gold and green 

torture me 

like the lies, like the lies, like the lies 

I believe too easily! 

Oh my Jetsabel, look at this hell that I have made. 

If you want maybe drop by sometime 

Put some flowers on my grave 

so I'll look beautiful 

in my silent sepulchur 

Yeah thats fine give the dresses away 

I don't want anything of herrrrs! 

For the moon never shines 

and the stars never rise 

without bringing me dreams 

Haunted by the ghosts of those bright eyes.