Add to EJ Playlist  Bright Eyes - I Believe In Symmetry recorded live from Austin City Limits Music Festival, September 16, 2011 For more info on Bright Eyes, check out: http://www.cono roberst.com/ http://itunes.c om/brighteyes

Add to EJ Playlist  http://www.thea udioperv.com Bright Eyes performed "Jejune Stars" on the Late Show with David Letterman on 2/24/2011. Follow us on Twitter http://www.twit ter.com/theaudi operv

Add to EJ Playlist  Download the full album for free at http://launchmi x.com Bright Eyes - The People's Key RELEASED - 2.15.2011 Complete tracklist: Bright Eyes - The People's Key 1. Bright Eyes - Firewall 2. Bright Eyes - Shell Games 3. Bright Eyes - Jejune Stars 4. Bright Eyes - Approximated Sunlight 5. Bright Eyes - Haile Selassie 6. Bright Eyes - A Machine Spiritual (In the Peopleﾃ不 Key) 7. Bright Eyes - Triple Spiral 8. Bright Eyes - Beginnerﾃ不 Mind 9. Bright Eyes - Ladder Song 10. Bright Eyes - One for You, One for Me

Add to EJ Playlist  my personal favorite on the new album. this belongs to saddle creek records, not me.

Add to EJ Playlist  Bright Eyes' awesome new song Haile Selassie. It has a reggae spirit and is a rousing message to all Bright Eyes fans I guess. Enjoy and support Saddlecreek and Conor by buying the album February 15th! Check my channel for more cool music : )

Add to EJ Playlist  from The People's Key

Add to EJ Playlist  A Free track from their next album 'The People's Key' (2011). Shell Games it's available to download from Saddle Creek Store: http://store.sa ddle-creek.com/ Merchant2/merch ant.mvc?Screen= CTGY&Store_Code =SCOS&Category_ Code=Bright_Eye s

Add to EJ Playlist  *I DO NOT OWN THIS SONG OR ITS LYRICS* when i get bored, i make lyric videos. request one?

Add to EJ Playlist  spring cleaning - bright eyes. from "one jug of wine. two vessels".

Add to EJ Playlist  Off the 2010 re-issue of "One Jug Of Wine, Two Vessels" buy it!: http://store.sa ddle-creek.com/ Merchant2/merch ant.mvc?Screen= PROD&Store_Code =SCOS&Product_C ode=LBJ-145-1

Add to EJ Playlist  excited as a little girl when i found out about the new trax.... off of "One Jug of Wine, Two Vessels ( 2010 RE-ISSUE)" support!: http://store.sa ddle-creek.com/ Merchant2/merch ant.mvc?Screen= PROD&Store_Code =SCOS&Product_C ode=LBJ-145-2&C ategory_Code=Br ight_Eyes

Add to EJ Playlist  I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THIS ! im just a big fan of conor obersts music who decided to upload this =D Bright Eyes - Fevers & Mirrors - A song to pass the time. Enjoy ^^

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Add to EJ Playlist  Could not find it on youtube, so I thought id put it up :)

Add to EJ Playlist  Bright Eyes - I Woke Up With This Song In My Head This Morning.

Add to EJ Playlist  Contrast and Compare by Bright Eyes from Letting Off the Happiness

Add to EJ Playlist  This is not my music! This song is by Bright Eyes, but the video is done by moi. Another Bright Eyes song that I really love dearly. Now the pictures...I tried to do this kinda theme where Conor was smiling and looking all jovial in his pictures. I'm not saying the pictures go with the music. But I'm tired of people being like, "he's so depressed, he's so emo..." blah blah blah. It's so annoying. So, I wanted to do a song with all these happy pictures of Conor. Oh, and the last picture is amazing. He looks healthy, hm? Oh, and of course the puppet one is awesome. I had a girl I knew She grew, became a woman now I think that she teaches At one of the schools downtown We used to roll the windows down And play the music loud Smoking out in her car Lost in west Omaha And we'd get drunk and kiss Our bodies twist like shoelaces And we never came untied I guess you were just my type You know that summer never stopped I still pretend I'm there The band's in the living room The neighbors, they never cared So when I sat behind the drumset Your heartbeat's what I tried to play But with the kick and snare so careless, not in time So you got ahead of me And I guess I'm still dragging behind I had a friend who changed his name But couldn't change himself Never quite figured out How to deal with what life had dealt He put a needle in his arm to calm his handsome hell Who would've imagined it Could've worked out so well? Now he's a shape that moves Like echoes through my empty room And there's a voice that speaks Like someone's right behind me I turned around and found exactly what you would expect The clothes I left on my floor The papers piled on my desk But where the ink is wet, the cause, effects What's meant by it? The story that is incomplete The picture's left unfinished So I am writing my own ending I let my pen bleed black or blue And I will color in the meaning It will be gold and green and shrewd And I'll learn to love my new discovered proof I'll be grateful for this day I will be grateful for each day to come

Add to EJ Playlist  This song is very profound and beautiful. The stories of the characters are so brilliant and insightful. A great Bright Eyes song. Lyrics The barons of industry put inspiration on Hitlers tongue The next century crashed hard with a loud sound like a starting gun Its race for acquisition and to make more things that glow I got a knack for dodging bullets and flying zeros So I act like I am rich, try and make it my whole look Cause poor people dont exist when times are good Mozarts foster parents put cigarettes out in his ears When he got old enough to stutter he said I dont listen but I-I-I can hear The eloquence of traffic, yeah the milk ponds sad lament Its a requiem of moments I keep living through them But wheres the monster in the closet? I cant find the hangman inside his hood I guess evil dont exist when times are good Doctor Oppenheimer winced when he felt the broken piece of his pace-maker Unbuttoned his shirt on a subway platform clutching his chest while his vision blurred He saw the bane of his creation, the destroyer of the world Yeah, truth can leap to solace or a life long bender Its like wading through a wasteland where a town you love once stood You just cry each time you think of when times were good Napoleons tailor dressed him in a giant hat and funny platform shoes Saying anyone can be a hero you just got to force people to look up to you So when youre talking on a hotline to a suicidal soul Dont let your voice sound like hot coffee more like a scented pillow And strive for understanding over being understood Just dont let yourself forget when the times get good When the times get good [repeat]

Add to EJ Playlist  **Note I do not own the audio nor the album cover in this video. WMG owns the rights. I wanna be the surgeon that cuts you open, That fixes all of life's mistakes I wanna be the house that you were raised in The only place that you feel safe I wanna be a shower in the morning That wakes you up and makes you clean I know I'm just the weather against your window As you sleep through a winter's dream Someones churning the earth Someone's stirring the sky Every color at once in a column of lights Bacteria breeds on a microscope slide The worm in my heart's the apple of your eye Don't adore what is impossible We have built this ship in a wine bottle But if you knew how it worked, We'd have to grow old Someone's eating at you, wakes you up in the night If you're digging the past, who knows what you'll find Read the newspaper print off the microfiche slide And you're holding your breath for the rest of your life Don't you love what is intangible I have built this ship in a wine bottle But if you knew who I was ... You would never grow old

Add to EJ Playlist  **Note I do not own the audio nor the album cover in this video. WMG owns the rights. Well I wish I had a parachute Cause I'm falling bad for you I can see the ground approaching now But I'm not sure what to do I feel like the pinata Won't you take a swing at me If you could just crack the shell open I think inside you would find something sweet Well I hear you like a hunter now Your footsteps in the leaves And I would gladly leave my hiding place Yes I'm hoping to be seen So let your arrow fly and sing I'm well within your aim Lay your traps for a thousand miles And please don't let me escape Winter came to Omaha It left us looking like a bride A million perfect snowflakes now And no two are alike So it's hard for me imagining The flaws in this design I know debris, it covers everything And still I am in love with this life

Add to EJ Playlist  **Note I do not own the audio nor the album cover in this video. WMG owns the rights. I'm staring out into that vaccum again From the back porch of my mind The only thing thats alive I'm all there is And I start attacking my vodka, stab the ice with my straw My eyes have turned red as stoplights, you seem ready to walk You know I'll call you eventually, when I wanna talk 'Til then you're invisible. 'Cause theres a switch that gets hit and it all stops making sense And in the middle of drinks, maybe the fifth or the sixth I'm completely alone at a table of friends I feel nothing for them. I feel nothing, nothing Well, I need a break from the city again I think I'll ship myself back west I got a friend there, she says, "hey, any time." Unless that offers expired, I have been less than frequent she's under no obligation to indulge every whim And I'm so ungrateful, I take, she gives and forgives And I keep forgetting it And each morning she wakes with a dream to describe Something lovely that bloomed in her beautiful mind I said "I'll trade you one for two nightmares of mine I have some where I die, I have some where we all die." I'm thinking of quitting drinking again I know i said that a couple times And I'm always changing my mind, well, i guess i am But theres this burn in my stomach and theres this pain in my side And when I kneel at the toilet And the mornings clean light pours in through the window Sometimes I pray I don't die I'm a goddamn hypocrite But the night rolls around and it all starts making sense There is no right way or wrong way, you just have to live And so I do what I do and at least I exist What could mean more than this? What would mean more? Mean more? ohhhh

Add to EJ Playlist  **Note I do not own the audio nor the album cover in this video. WMG owns the rights. A house of cards A supple heart Is not a place to dwell Now you have your cake Dont hesitate Come on just do it, Come on just do it Put it in your mouth There is only now Tomorrow has to wait But know theres no backing out This is gonna be reality You can never dream it down I have No way Of telling The two apart Well I made amends In the general sense But the devils in the details And I know the cause And I want to stop But I cant do it, I just cant do it There was love I meant There were accidents So tell me which is which Cus I just cant work it out But for memory and clarity We had better write it down I have no way Of knowing the truth With time dissolves I put the past into the ground I saw the future as a cloud If theres still time to turn around Im going to Its just one day I fell asleep And **now all day all night I dream** I am the first one I deceive If I can make myself believe The rest is easy

Add to EJ Playlist  **Note I do not own the audio nor the album cover in this video. WMG owns the rights. First with your hands and then with your mouth A downpour of sweat, damp cotton clouds I was a fool, you were my friend We made it happen You took off your clothes, left on the light You stood there so brave You used to be shy Each feature improved, each movement refined and eyes like a showroom Now they are spreading out the blankets on the beach That weatherman is a liar He said it would be raining but it's clear and blue as far as I can see Left by the lamp, right next to the bed, on a cartoon cat pad she scratched with a pen, "Everything is as it's always been. This never happened. Don't take it too bad it is nothing you did. It's just once something dies you can't make it live. You're a beautiful boy. You're a sweet little kid but I am a woman." So I laid back down and wrapped myself up in the sheet And I must have looked like a ghost 'cause something frightened me and since then I've been so good at vanishing Now I do as I please and lie through my teeth Someone might get hurt, but it won't be me I should probably feel cheap but I just feel free... and a little bit empty No, it isn't so hard to get close to me There will be no arguments We will always agree And I'll try and be kind when I ask you to leave We'll both take it easy But if you stay too long inside my memory, I will trap you in a song tied to a melody and I will keep you there so you can't bother me

Add to EJ Playlist  **Note I do not own the audio nor the album cover in this video. WMG owns the rights. I heard you fell into a rabbit hole Covered yourself up in snow Baby, tell me where'd you go For days and days Did they make you stay up all night? Did they paint your face that pasty white? You're thirsty but your appetite Is chased away The sun turns us to stone It's a cloudy day But we still can't go up And out that cellar door Till we see the moon We're invisible No one ever takes the garbage out A new kid gets dared to touch the house He runs back only to announce There's no one home As we paint the foil with a flame Smear the soda, taste butane For every fear that can't be named To calm you down Your heart starts skipping steps So you're farther gone Than you might expect If your thoughts should turn to death Got to stomp them out Like a cigarette

Add to EJ Playlist  Song: Little Drummer Boy Artist: Bright Eyes Album: A Christmas Album Year: 2002

Add to EJ Playlist  bright eyes - kathy with a k's song. from the ep don't be frightened of turning the page.

Add to EJ Playlist  bright eyes - going for the gold. from the ep don't be frightened of turning the page.

Add to EJ Playlist  This is a slide show I put together of photos (Google) of Conor Oberst put to the amazing song, "I Won't Ever Be Happy Again", which is from the album "Don't Be Frightened of Turning the Page." Enjoy!

Add to EJ Playlist  Conner Oberst (Bright Eyes) playing with Neva Dinova

Add to EJ Playlist  Well, the animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness. A baby cries hard in an apartment complex, as I pass in a car buried under the influence. The city's driving me out of my mind. I've seen a child is caught in the sad trap of gravity. He falls from the lowest branch of the apple tree and lands in the grass and weeps for his dignity. Next time he will not aim so high. Yeah, next time, neither will I. Now a mother takes loans out, sends her kids off to colleges. Her family's reduced to names on a shopping list. While, a coroner kneels beneath a great, wooden crucifix. He knows there's worse things than being alone. And so I've learned to retreat at the first sign of danger. I mean, why wait around, if it's just to surrender? An ambition, I've found, can lead only to failure. I do not read the reviews. No, I am not singing for you. Well I stood dropping a coin into the pit of a well. And I would throw my whole billfold if I thought it would help. With all these wishes I make, I should buy something real, at least a telephone call home. Well, my teachers, they built this retaining wall of memory, all those multiple choices I answered so quickly. And got my grades back and forgot just as easily, but as least I got an A. And so I don't have them to blame. Well I should stop pointing fingers; reserve my judgment of all those public action figures, the cowboy presidents. So loud behind the bullhorn, so proud they can't admit when they've made a mistake. While poison ink spews from a speechwriter's pen, he knows he don't have to say it, so it, it don't bother him. "Honesty", "Accuracy" is just "Popular Opinion." And the approval rating's high, and so someone's gonna die. Well ABC, NBC, CBS: Bullshit. They give us fact or fiction? I guess an even split. And each new act of war is tonight's entertainment. We're still the pawns in their game. As they take eye for an eye until no one can see, we must stumble blindly forward, repeating history. Well, I guess we all fit into your slogan on the fast food marquee: Red blooded, White skinned oh and the Blues. Oh and the Blues, I got the Blues! That's me! That's me! Well, I awoke in relief. My sheets and tubes were all tangled weak from whiskey and pills, in a Chicago hospital. And my father was there, in a chair, by the window, staring so far away. I tried talking, just whispered, "...so sorry...so selfish..." He stopped me and said, "Child I love you regardless and there's nothing you could do that would ever change this. I'm not angry. It happens. But you just can't do it again." So now I try to keep up, I've been exchanging my currency. While a million objects pass through my periphery. Now I'm rubbing my eyes 'cause they're starting to bother me. I've been staring too long at the screen. But where was it when I first heard a sweet sound of humility? It came to my ears in the goddamn loveliest melody. How grateful I was then to be part of the mystery, to love and to be loved. Let's just hope that is enough.