Milk Thistle

Album: Conor Oberst (2008)
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  • 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 Writer/s: CONOR OBERST
    Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Comments: 1

  • Martina from Ottawa, OnAt a concert, he said "this song is about drinking yourself to death" right before he sang this.
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