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Artist: Bright Eyes
 Album: I’m Wide Awake It’s Morning
  Song: Lua

Tabbed By: Jeremy Latimer (jeremydavidlatimer [at] gmail [dot] com)

Standard Tuning
Capo 7

  G C Cmaj7 Am D  G* A7 Em Em*
E-3-0-0-----0--2--3--0--0--3--
B-0-1-0-----1--3--3--2--0--0--
G-0-0-0-----2--2--0--0--0--0--
D-0-2-2-----2--0--0--2--2--2--
A-2-3-3-----0--0--2--0--2--2--
E-3---------------3-----0--0--



G G C Cmaj7 Cmaj7 C
G G C Cmaj7 Cmaj7

  G                               G                C  Cmaj7 Cmaj7
I know that it is freezing, but I think we have to walk
       G                              G                    C  Cmaj7 Cmaj7
I keep waving at the taxis, they keep turning their lights off
    Am                          Am                D    D
But Julie knows a party at some actor's West side loft
             Am             C              Am      D            G*   G*
Supplies are endless in the evening by the morning they'll be gone


     G*                          G*              C     Cmaj7 Cmaj7
When everything is lonely I can be my own best friend
           G                             G           C  Cmaj7 Cmaj7
I'll get a coffee and the paper, have my own conversations
         Am                              Am           D    D
With the sidewalk and the pigeons and my window reflection
           Am            C              Am      D          G*   G*
The mask I polish in the evening by the morning looks like shit


      C               C                  G               G
And I know you have a heavy heart, I can feel it when we kiss
   C             C                             G                   A7   A7
So many men stronger than me have thrown their backs out trying to lift it
    C            Em              G*       D     C
But me I'm not a gamble, you can count on me to split
           Am              C              Am      D     G*   G*
The love I sell you in the evening by the morning won't exist


               G*                            G*               C   Cmaj7 Cmaj7
You're looking skinny like a model with your eyes all painted black
          G                             G                   C   Cmaj7 Cmaj7
Just keep going to the bathroom, always say you'll be right back
      Am                               Am                  D   D
Well, it takes one to know one, kid, I think you've got it bad
              Am          C              Am        D      G*    G*
But what's so easy in the evening by the morning's such a drag

        G*                             G*              C     Cmaj7 Cmaj7
I got a flask inside my pocket, we can share it on the train
           G                                G              C   Cmaj7 Cmaj7
And if you promise to stay conscious I will try and do the same
         Am                          Am                  D    D
We might die from medication, but we sure killed all the pain
             Am            C              Am      D     G*    G*
But what was normal in the evening by the morning seems insane


        C                 C                G                G
And I'm not sure what the trouble was that started all of this
    C                C                 G              A7
The reasons all have run away, but the feeling never did
A7       C                 Em                G*     D      C    C
It's not something I would recommend, but it is one way to live
              Am            C                Am      D     G*  G*
Cause what is simple in the moonlight by the morning never is

          Am            C                  Am    D     Em  Em* Em
It was so simple in the moonlight now it's so complicated
          Am            C             Am            C
It was so simple in the moonlight, so simple in the moonlight
    Am           C       (tap tap) G
So simple in the moonlight...

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