Milk Thistle Lyrics - Conor Oberst - Conor Oberst

Milk Thistle, milk Thistle 

Let me down slow 

Help me go slow 

I've been carrying on 

I'm not scared of nothing 

I'll go pound for pound 

I keep death on my mind 

Like a heavy crown 

If I go to heaven I'll be bored as hell 

Like a little baby at the bottom of a well 

Fair child, fair child 

How are you man? 

Did you fix that store front? 

Did you start that band? 

Don't be scared of nothing 

You go pound for pound 

You bring peace to midnight 

Like a spotted owl 

I'll be rooting for you like my favorite team 

If somebody sweats you, you just point them out to me 

All the sights and sounds 

This little world's too crowded now 

And there's only one way out 

An elevator ride, 

Through the tunnel, towards the light 

And I'm nowhere bound 

Keep going up and down 

Up and down 

Newspaper, newspaper 

Can't take no more 

You're here every morning 

Waiting at my door 

I'm just trying to kiss you 

And you stab my eyes 

Make me blue forever 

Like an island sky 

And I'm not pretending that it's all OK 

Just let me have my coffee before you take away the day 

Lazarus, Lazarus 

Why all the tears? 

Did your faithful chauffeur 

Just disappear? 

What a lonesome feeling 

To be waiting round 

Like some washed up actress 

In a tinsel town 

Before the record I'd come pick you up 

We'll head for the ocean 

Just say when you've had enough 

All the light and sound 

This little world's too fragile now 

And there's only one way out 

But if you let me slide 

I'll do my best to make things right 

And I'm nowhere bound 

Just going up and down 

Up and down 

Milk Thistle, milk Thistle 

Let me down slow 

Just help me go slow 

I've been hurrying on 

I was poised for greatness 

I was down and out 

I keep death at my heels 

Like a Bassett hound 

If I go to heaven I'll be bored as hell 

Like a crying baby at the bottom of a well