Chords for Bright Eyes - Jejune Stars

[F#m] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ _ [D#] _ _ [F] _ [F#m] _
Every new day is a gift, it's a [A] song of redemption. _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] Any expression of love is a way [A] to return.
_ _ _ To [D] that place that I think of so often but I [A] never _ _ mention.
The one that [E] the voice in the back of my head says that [F#m] I don't deserve. _ _ _ _ _
Come fire, come water, come karma, we're all [A] in transition.
_ _ _ _ [F#m]
The wheel of becoming erases the physical _ [A] _ mind.
[D] _ _
And all that remains is a staircase of [A] _
_ _ misinformation.
_ _ [E] And the code we inherit, the [A] basis, the [F#m] essence of life.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] So I've got an umbrella under [E] my arm, [A] a view that's _ freeing up [D] the _ redawn.
[Bm] _ How did it get [E] so dark [A] in the day? _ _ _ _ _ _
[Bm] _ It's just so [E] bizarre, [A] is it true what we're made [Bm] of?
_ _ [E] Why do I hide from [A] the rain? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F#m] _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [F#m] _
Inside's some cloudy nostalgia where there are no features. _ _ _ _
Look at ourselves through a portal, the passage [A] of _ time.
_ _ [D] See that sunny day [A] that we snuck up, hid under the _ _ _ bleachers. _
[E] Just as the band marched, everything [D] fell into line.
_ [A] _ _ [E] _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Bm] So I've got an umbrella under [E] my arm, [A] a view that's freeing [D] up the redawn.
[Bm] _
_ How'd I [E] get so lost, [A] I'm _ amazed.
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ Just [E] so _ dissolved [A] on things [D] I'm afraid [Bm] of.
_ Why [E] do I hide from the [A]
rain?
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_ _ [Bm] _ _ [E] _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [Bm] _ [E] _ _ _ _ [A] _
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_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [F#m] _
_ _ [E] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ Sure I have my [D] doubts, _ but I know it [A] now.
_ We [E] are _ judging [Bm] _
_ [D] _ stars, _ _ _ [F#] _
_ so it starts _ [D] again.
_ Out of childhood _ _ [A]
then, out of [E] _ adolescence, [D] I've had it _ hard, _ hard.
_ [F#m] _
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_ _ _ _ _ So [B] I've got an umbrella under [E] my arm, into [A] the green [D] of the radar.
_ [B] _
_ How'd it [E] get so _ dark [A] in the day?
_ _ _ _ _ [B] _
It's just [E] so bizarre, if [A] it's true, what [D] we're made [Bm] of. _
Why [E] do I hide from the [A] rain?
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_ [N] _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Somebody saw something and they said, hey, it looks like a pomegranate.
And I don't know why I called it pomegranate, but it looked like a pomegranate.
Right?
And it [G#] became, no matter what language you spoke it in, [D#] syllables or frequencies,
it's the world of creation, of