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Tilt-A-Whirl - Bright Eyes
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Tilt-A-Whirl Bright Eyes

Tilt-A-Whirl - Bright Eyes
My phantom brother came to me
His backlit face was hard to see
I couldn't move, I couldn't scream
You can't un-hear Beethoven's 5th
This human heart’s an aggregate
Competing feelings so disparate and strange

Life's a solitary song
No one to clap or sing along
It sounds so sweet and then it’s gone
So suddenly

My aging mother steeled herself
Against the gravity she felt
Braced for another fainting spell
Fell in her mind through a trap door
We picked her up off of the floor
When she came to her throat was sore and she spoke

Life's a game of solitaire
Amusement rides at county fairs
The Tilt-A-Whirl of our despair
Ends suddenly

Where'd it go?
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