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2016-12-23

  Hundreds Of Ways-Conor Oberst

  What a thing to be a witness to the sunshine

  What a dream to just be walking on the ground

  What a time to live among the ash and remnants of our love

  That came before and I’m still looking for that now

  It took centuries to build these twisted cities

  It took seconds to reduce them down to dust

  And all the tour guide could say was take your pictures folks it’s late

  And try your best please to remember what was done

  Don’t look so forlorn

  Don’t you look so scared

  Don’t get so upset

  This world was never fair

  But there are hundreds of ways

  To get through the day

  There are hundreds of ways

  Now you just find one

  I used to think that time was of the essence

  Now I just wish I could get some sleep

  All this strange parade of sounds

  The city makes when I lie down

  Little explosions that set fire to my dreams

  Sometimes I get mistaken for this actor

  And I guess that I can see it from the side

  Maybe no one really seems to be

  The person that they mean to be

  I hope I am forgotten when I die

  Don’t contradict me

  Don’t make me cross the line

  If you feel threatened

  It’s only because I might

  But there are hundreds of ways

  To get through the day

  But there are hundreds of ways

  To get through the day

  Yes there are hundreds of ways

  So you best find one

  All my heroes they’re all talk

  Running in circles

  Some stop, watch, some chaos

  Love was the message, full stop

  We ramble on and on

  We ramble on and on

  Hey!

  I stole all the rhinestones out of Carolina

  Sold them out in Bakersfield for cash

  Now the bandshell had a band

  Sound like an arcade in Japan

  Blew all my quarters trying to get that feeling back

  Now any sucker can turn boredom into violence

  A sociopath riding on a bus

  And his irises are black from his novelty contacts

  He looks around but he can’t see the rest of us

  In my sunglasses

  Don’t mind the blinding light

  Yeah it’s getting dark, bro

  But I've always loved the night

  But there are hundreds of ways

  To get through the day

  There are hundreds of ways

  To get through the day

  There are hundreds of ways

  To get through the day

  There are hundreds of ways

  To get through the day

  There are hundreds and hundreds and hundreds of ways

  To get through the day

  Just find one

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