Lyrics Conor Oberst

Conor Oberst

Milk Thistle

Milk thistle, milk thistle

Let me down slow

Help me go slow

I've been carryin' on

I'm not scared of nothin'

I'll go pound for pound

I keep death on my mind

Like a heavy crown

If I go to heaven

I'll be bored as hell

Like a little baby

At the bottom of a well

Fairchild, fairchild

How are you, man

Did you fix that storefront

Did you start that band

Don't be scared of nothin'

You go pound for pound

You'll bring peace to midnight

Like a spotted owl

I'll be rootin' for you

Like my favorite team

If somebody sweats you

You just point 'em out to me

All the sights and sounds

This little world's too crowded now

And there's only one way out

An elevator ride

Through the tunnel towards the light

And I'm nowhere bound

Keep going up and down

Up and down

Newspaper, newspaper

Can't take no more

You're here every morning

Waitin' at my door

And I'm just tryin' to kiss you

And you stab my eyes

Make me blue forever

Like an island sky

And I'm not pretending

That it's all okay

Just let me have my coffee

Before you take away the day

Lazarus, Lazarus

Why all the tears

Did your faithful chauffer just disappear

What a lonesome feeling

To be waitin' around

Like some washed-up actress

In a tinsel town

But for the record

I'd come pick you up

We'll head for the ocean

Just say when you've had enogh

All the light and sound

This little world's too fragile now

And there's only one way out

But if you let me slide

I'll do my best to make things right

And I know where bound

Just going up and down

Up and down

Milk thistle, milk thistle

Let me down slow

Just help me go slow

I've been hurrin' on

I was poised for greatness

I was down and out

I keep death at my heels

Like a basset hound

If I go to heaven

I'll be bored as hell

Like a crying baby at the bottom of a well