Bright Eyes - A Celebration Upon Completion lyrics
[Bright Eyes - A Celebration Upon Completion lyrics]
My grandfather's name was Moon
Because his eyes were bright and round
And no amount of time or
Liquor could dull them
My grandmother's name was Joy
Because it spilled out of her heart
And bathed her precious children
In it's warmth
And there was happiness in life beyond
The sorrow and the pain
But how they ever found it, I cannot explain
I guess time has a way
Of making everything all right
It's just, there is not enough of it
And so we drink and we sing and we celebrate
This lie and hope that it will last
Morning is here, night has passed
My grandfather was a doctor
He cured the sick with his kind hands
And he taught me how to sail
And how to find dry land
My grandmother was all sweetness
And when she spoke we all heard bells
And they rang in such a
Way that we were comforted
And they held on to each other
With all the strength they had
And they loved with devotion
Beyond what I understand
But I guess fear has a
Way of making sleep unbearable
And the days seem cold and long
But we cry and we dance and
We stumble into love with awkward
Perfect grace the moon is gone and the
Sun has took it's place
Because his eyes were bright and round
And no amount of time or
Liquor could dull them
My grandmother's name was Joy
Because it spilled out of her heart
And bathed her precious children
In it's warmth
And there was happiness in life beyond
The sorrow and the pain
But how they ever found it, I cannot explain
I guess time has a way
Of making everything all right
It's just, there is not enough of it
And so we drink and we sing and we celebrate
This lie and hope that it will last
Morning is here, night has passed
My grandfather was a doctor
He cured the sick with his kind hands
And he taught me how to sail
And how to find dry land
My grandmother was all sweetness
And when she spoke we all heard bells
And they rang in such a
Way that we were comforted
And they held on to each other
With all the strength they had
And they loved with devotion
Beyond what I understand
But I guess fear has a
Way of making sleep unbearable
And the days seem cold and long
But we cry and we dance and
We stumble into love with awkward
Perfect grace the moon is gone and the
Sun has took it's place