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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bright Eyes
Performer
Conor Oberst
Vocals
Nathaniel Walcott
Piano
MiWi La Lupa
Vocals
Mike Mogis
Percussion
Flea
Bass
Jon Theodore
Percussion
Suzie Katayama
Conductor
Jessica Guideri
Violin
Tammy Hatwab
Violin
Jackie Brand
Violin
Roberto Cani
Violin
Paul Cartwright
Violin
Nina Evtuhov
Violin
Gerry Hillera
Violin
Ana Landauer
Violin
Michelle Richards
Violin
Natalie Leggett
Violin
Jenny Takamatsu
Violin
John Wittenberg
Violin
Rob Brophy
Viola
Tom Lea
Viola
Luke Maurer
Viola
Rodney Wirtz
Viola
Vanessa Freebairn-Smith
Cello
Erika Duke
Cello
Dane Little
Cello
Charlie Tyler
Cello
Jon Lewis
Trumpet
Dan Rosenboom
Trumpet
Alex Iles
Trombone
Steve Holtman
Trombone
John Mitchell
Baritone Saxophone
Jacqueline Brand
Violin
Michael Harris
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Conor Oberst
Composer
Nathaniel Walcott
Composer
MiWi La Lupa
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Bright Eyes
Producer
Bob Ludwig
Mastering Engineer
Christopher Cerullo
Assistant Engineer
Steve Churchyard
Engineer
Lyrics
I was dreaming of you
You were in my dreams
My old pal looks shaky with a cigarette in his hand
Salt and pepper sprinkled on his face and on his head
Looks like he might start crying, is it just something that I said?
Let's take a walk around the block
This fleeting feeling is infinite
Around here we've been wondering what tomorrow's gonna sing
On the final field recording from the loud Anthropocene
I've seen the sparkle of the diamonds on the watch of the emcee
It's not keeping time, just shining
It's not the first time you said, one and done
And oh my god, and oh my god
Stood in your prom dress all covered in blood
What you sacrificed will never be enough
This whole town looks empty but we knew it wouldn't last
Behind bulletproof windows they're still wiring the cash
Whatever they could scrape up, whatever that they had
There's a lot of mouths to feed through this famine
This room seems even smaller now than I remember it
Hung mirrors on the walls and the ceiling
There's no disguising it
There's no denying it
This little box fits everything there is
It's not the first dance you said, one and done
And oh my god, baby oh my god
Came to the wedding you were looking rough
Watch the masochists all celebrating love
Writer(s): Conor Oberst, Nathaniel Walcott, Michael Williams
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