(by Bright Eyes)    There is nothing for which I am responsible.  Just this baggage that I keep carrying on as if  I had someone.    OK, maybe there is a woman somewhere who's still  thinking of me or a girl with coal black hair  who's haunted in her dreams.  But what they've seen, well, it wasn't me.  It was just some lie that they slept beside.  I kept this from them but I can't keep this from you.    So will you look for me in that strange, bright place.  Where the statues bloom in the park.  They don't need no rain.    Because how I ever got to you I have no idea.  It's like some secret door, well it just appeared.  So, no matter what I do from now on with my time.  you will always stay here in my mind. I am  certain of this and I am not certain of anything.    So I want to get myself attached to something bolted down,  So that these winds of circumstance won't keep blowing me around.  To when I land to when I leave there is enough time to sleep and sing.  I keep running when all I want is to lay motionless