Conor Oberst
Tachycardia (Full Band)
[Verse 1]
It's a mass grave, a dollar-fifty resting place
On the north face, there's a rope I've gotta climb
I'm a stone's throw from everyone I love and know
But I can't show up looking like I do
[Verse 2]
In an old suit, my hair is slicked up back, nice and smooth
In a courtroom, sweat rollin' down my back
It's a bad dream, I have it seven times a week
No, it was not me, but I'm the one who has to die
[Verse 3]
Needs a cold draw to slow his tachycardia
In a dark bar, this world just melts away
And he feels fine if he could just lose track of time
It's a good sign when he can't stay awake
[Verse 4]
On a slow day, the rain against the windowpane
Of the café, she spills the coffee grounds
And the same thought hits her like a cinderblock
Life's an odd job that she don't got the nerve to quit
[Verse 5]
Now it's just there, at the bottom of those spiral stairs
It's the World's Fair, the future's on display
In the dark night, they turned on the electric lights
And the crowd cried out, everyone looked so amazed