Bright Eyes is an American United States band that consists of singer-songwriter and guitarist Conor Oberst, multi-instrumentalist and producer record producer Mike Mogis, trumpet and piano player Nate Walcott, and a rotating lineup of collaborators drawn primarily from Omaha's indie music scene Music_of_Omaha#The_.22Omaha_Sound.22 .
Bright Eyes is signed to Saddle Creek Records, an American label distributed by Sony Corporation. In... [read more] - From A Balance Beam
There is a man holding a megaphone, he must have been the voice of God. The bystanders claimed they saw angels flying up and down the block. Well, they must have been attached to wires. I seen one laying in the lawn...
- Waste Of Paint
I have a friend, he's mostly made of painHe wakes up, drives to work and straight back home againHe once cut one of my nightmares out of paperI thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record coverAnd I tried to tell...
- Bowl Of Oranges
The rain it started tappin' On the window near my bedThere was a loophole in my dreamin'So I got out of itAnd to my surprise my eyes were wide and already openJust my nightstand and my dresserWhere those nightmares...
- If Winter Ends
i dreamt of a fever,one that would cure me of this cold, winter set heart.with heat to melt these frozen tears and burned with reasonsas to carry on.into these twisted months i plunge without a light to followbut i...
- Tereza And Thomas
let's sail away past the noise of the baylet's sail away past the birth and death of the daylet's sail away to where the blues and greens swirl into graylet's sail awaylet's sail away past the cradle of these...
- June On The West Coast
i spent a week drinking the sunlight of winnetka, californiawhere they understand the weight of human heartsyou see sorrow gets too heavy and joy it tends to hold youwith the fear that it eventually departs.and the...
- Contrast And Compare
contrast and compare between the busy onesand the ones that don't careuntil there is no one that you really knowso i drift through these days of appointments and promises madethey will all end up broken and quickly...
- A Poetic Retelling Of An Unfortunate Seduction
the language in the dimmer rooms seems to represent the light source wellhow soft they speak and seem to be at peacewith the music and the madness that is pulling me in to thisand the shades of the lamps are woven...
- Padriac My Prince
i had a brother oncehe drowned in a bathtub before he had ever learned how to talkand i don't know what his name was but my mother doesi heard her say it once, padriac my prince i have all but died from thesheer...
- The Difference In The Shades
now that its june, we'll sleep out in the gardenand if it rains, we'll just sink in to the mudwhere it is quiet and much cooler than the house isand there is no clocks or phones to wake us upbecause i have learned...
- Pull My Hair
is the passion all gone?or is it still newly wed?if all this heat is doing is making us stick to the bedthen there is no life to revive.but if the hunger is still there, hidden somewhere insidecovered up by the...
- The City Has ***
the city has *** with itself i supposeas the concrete collides, the scenery growsand the lonely once bandaged lay fully exposedhaving exposed their wounds for each otherand there is a boy in a basement with a four...
- Touch
touch, lying on the floorwishing this could lastbut knowing that it can'tand soon you will leaveand i will be on the floor,watching the tv, trying hard to find a reason to movei'm frozen in one place, staring at the...
- Saturday As Usual
virginia is almost sleepingthe night is getting olderthere is static on the tvand she's lying on the sofathe cats crawl over herjenny is in the garageshe's got the car in neutralshe rolls it out so quietlyit's...
- A Few Minutes On Friday
she kills, with foreign films, the emptiness of day to dayand i wait until the weekend comesso i can clear this uselessness from my braini count the days until she arrivesthose precious minutes when she is mineas we...
- A Celebration Upon Completion
my grandfather's name was moonbecause his eyes were bright and roundand no amount of time or liquor could dull themmy grandmother's name was joybecause it spilled out of her heartand bathed her precious children in...
- Patient Hope In New Show
the heat comes in distant shifts to fill up my roomit spills out of these ancient vents to meet the new coldand i lay in my twisted sheets and stare out at the snowstill thinking of the next few months, my cold and...
- Lila
close your eyesthe dark outside can't hurt youand i will never desert your bedsideso close them tightthe stars are so glad that they've found youand on the blankets that surround youthey shine their lightthey shine...
- One Straw (Please)
and if its true, baby, i'm the one in love with youand i guess that I've been all my lifeand i know and i'll tryand i'll love you more than those other guysits cause you mean the world to meyou're exactly what i...
- How Many Lights Do You See
how many lights do you see?how many lights do you see?there's one to say that night has comeand there's one that guards this jagged shoreand there's one to call the children homeand there's one to light the path they...
- The Feel Good Revolution
come by when you get off worki will be sitting around doing nothingwe can wait until the sun goes downthen we will drive off deep into the nighti don't care where we are goingas long as i'm going with youthe summer...
- The Awful Sweetness Of Escaping Sweet
we escape from the houseas the day disappears from the skyinto nightwe became what we wanted to belike a dream or a ghosti collapse out of turnnear a houselying still in the grass and felt the heat from the...
- Exaltation On A Cool, Kitchen Floor
i wanted to come visit youwaiting in the springtimewhen the leaves changethe ground outside is waiting for thatnewness that surrounds usas we dance back through the screen doorin the sunlight of mid-Aprilbut its glow...
- All Of The Truth
it is not the past few days that have made me feel this wayand it is not the tiny marks of doubt that cover everything i seeit is just the way she looks at me with a love so completethat i have never seenand from this...
- Solid Jackson
she says she's read too many fashion magazineshe's forgotten what real love is likeand as the basement collects more kids off the streetthey smoke themselves to death waiting for the band to beginthey have been tuning...
- Supriya
agony and withdraw disrupt my wellbeinga voice flooded by the piercing and the sounds of distant landssilence is my hearti carry out my crosswhile the son suffers awaythe clouds reveal the chariots of...
- Puella Quam Amo Est Pulchra
i had a beautiful, beautiful timethe drives and the talks were amazingthe kind of friend i though i'd never findi had a beautiful, beautiful timeyou have a beautiful, beautiful smilethe way it cuts and collapses on...
- I Watched You Taking Off
meaning is sometimes hard to spotit begins with the flickering of cigarettesin the darkness of a dorm roomsomewhere in the suffocated mid-westand if this is real then i was mistakenand if there is truth then why can't...
- Falling Out Of Love At This Volume
tell me what you wanted to hearlet me do the right thinglet me do the wrong thingand if it's ever this cleari will only say it onceso turn the amps way upso you can hear nothingand if i die tonight then i guess i die...
- Patriot Hope In New Show
the heat comes in distant shifts to fill up my roomit spills out of these ancient vents to meet the new coldand i lay in my twisted sheets and stare out at the snowstill thinking of the next few months, my cold and...
- Febuary 15th
all eyes on the calendaranother year i claim of total indifferenceto here the days pile upwith decisions to be madei'm sure all of them were wronginto this song, i send myselfand with these drinks i plan to collapse...
- Going For The Gold
There's a voice on the phonetelling what had happened,some kind of confusionmore like a disaster.And it wondered how you were left unaffected,but you had no knowledge.No, the chemicals covered you.So a jury was...
- Kathy With A K
Love is realIt is not just in novels or the moviesIt is factAnd it is standing here right in front of youSo if you open your eyesOh what a sweet discoveryThere is hope, and there is joy, and there is acceptanceSo now...
- Mirrors And Fevers
I was cold in a dreamsomewhere close to the surfaceBetween the ice and the streamthere is three inches of airSo I swam towards the lightI let my breath get there firstWhen I opened my eyesI saw myself in the mirrorAnd...
- Oh, You Are The Roots That Sleep Beneath My Feet And Hold The Earth In Place
I met you through a common friendIn the attic of my parents' houseAnd though I didn't know it thenI soon was finding outOh, you are the roots that sleep beneath my feetAnd hold the earth in placeEach time a faucet...
- I Won't Ever Be Happy Again
Well morning cameAnd it dressed the skyIn a lovely yellow gownNow the shops they areAll openingIn that narrow hallway of downtownFilled with people whoAre shopping forTheir lovers and their friendsSaying they won't...
- Soon You Will Be Leaving Your Man
He always gets so mad things you laugh at."Don't get so worked up." you'd say. but on theback deck you admit that you haven't felt much like laughing lately anyway. And so I say, "thatcould change."I noticed how you...
- Amy In The White Coat
You take your clothes offRight after schoolThe TV's onThe flame is blueAnd you hope it won't takeAll afternoonThe TV's waitingTo talk to youIt's your *** bodyOn white velourBut there's no feelingJust weight on...
- Burn Rubber
But if you turn the porch light on and let the marble night withdrawyou can smoke a cigarette on the wooden steps.The mosquitoes are not vampires. The moon is not your mothereven if she is preparing for a total...
- Poison Oak
Poison Oak some boyhood bravery.when the telephone was a tin can on a string.and I fell asleep with you still talking to me.you said you weren't afraid to die.In polaroids you were dressed in women's clothes.were you...
- I Will Be Grateful For This Day
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...
- Emily, Sing Something Sweet
Emily, sing something sweet for me I want to feel the warmth inside your heart Emily, sing something sweet for me I need to hear those words out of your mouth Emily, sing something please I want to taste the life...
- Time Code
deathdata entryant hill lawencoded arc our common causedrink liquid clocks 'til i see Godcrystal displaycan't turn it offshh...shh...shhhhdon't talkdon't talk
- I'll Be Your Friend
You said they laid out lots of cokeBut you don't know how much you didNow you don't want me to go homeBecause you're afraid you might get sickJust like the bad news you acceptJust like that boy you're gonna getIt's...
- It's Cool, We Can Still Be Friends
Yeah, you still kiss me, but it's just on the cheekYeah, you still kiss me, but it's just on the cheekYeah, you still kiss me sometimes, but it's just on the cheekYou pull away so easilyAnd I still call you, but I get...
- Drunk Kid Catholic
The drunk kids, the catholicsThey're all about the sameThey're waiting for somethingHoping to be savedWell I have been happy the past couple daysJust thinking of the women who've taken your placeAnd every night I...
- When The President Talks To God
When the President talks to God,Are the conversations brief or long?Does he ask to to ***our women's rights?And send poor farm kids off to die?Does God suggest an oil hike?When the President talks to God?When the...
- North Of The City
feel blue, miles above you the silver screenreach out and touch you and the dark of theback row this is a place where young lover gowhen they want to be alone perfection has nevercrossed my lips but is there anyway to...
- One Foot In Front Of The Other
If you walk away, I'll walk awayFirst tell me which road you will takeI don't want to risk our paths crossing some daySo you walk that way, I'll walk this way And the future hangs over our headsAnd it moves with each...
- Easy/Lucky/Free
Did it all get real, I guess it's real enoughThey got refrigerators full of bloodAnother century spent pointing gunsAt anything that movesSometimes I worry that I've lost the plotMy twitching muscles tease my flippent...
- Ship In A Bottle
I wanna be the surgeon that cuts you openThat fixes all of life's mistakesI wanna be the house that you were raised inThe only place that you feel safeI wanna be your shower in the morningThat wakes you up and makes...
- Light Pollution
John A. Hobson was a good manHe used to loan me books and mic standsHe even got me a subscriptionTo the Socialist ReviewListening to records in his basementOld folk songs about the government"It's love of money, not...
- Act Of Contrition
the air was all dust and not so untamedthe ground opened up and swallowed all of the rainand it swallowed you too into distance unknownas they sat down for dinner they waited for you to get homeyeah, they set a place...
- Bad Blood
No news that's good news, someone's gonna break. See things change, I've been changing everything. it's peaceful, the pitch black, when the last light on goes out.I'm stranded in my bed, so i think about the bad luck,...
- Entry Way Song
Last SaturdayI stood in your entry wayA place where we used to waitFor cars to carry us awayLike once in this stormThey drove me and Justin homeThe music was just being bornIt was all I was longing forNow I'm on a...
- Theme From Pinata
Well I wish I had a parachuteCause I'm falling mad for youI can see the ground approaching nowBut I'm not sure what to doI feel like the pinataOnce you take a swing at meIf you could just crack the shell openI think...
- Blue Angels Air Show
Claire's turning blonde for the summer I guessThe sunlight just soaks into her hairAnd she sits next to me on the motorboatAnd shyly replies as to which boy she likes at her schoolSo I am reminded of things I've...
- Gold Mine Gutted
It was Don DeLillo, whiskey, meAnd a blinking midnight clockSpeakers on a TV standJust a turntable to watchAnd the smoke came out our mouthsOn all those hooded sweatshirt walksWe were a stroke of luckWe were a gold...
- Down In A Rabbit Hole
I heard you fell into a rabbit holeCovered yourself up in snowBaby, tell me where'd you goFor days and daysDid they make you stay up all night?Did they paint your face that pasty white?You're thirsty but your...
- I Woke Up With This Song In My Head This Morning
I woke up with this song in my head this morningI woke up with this song in my head this morningI was dreaming about your record collectionAnd all of our scratched affectionI woke up with this song in my head this...
- The First Day Of My Life
This is the first day of my lifeI swear I was born right in the door wayI went out in the rainSuddenly everything changed their spreadingBlankets on the beachYours is the first face that I sawI think I was blind...
- I've Been Eating (For You)
So, IÂ’m just the medicineYou take when youÂ’re sickYou get well and thatÂ’s itIÂ’m put back on the shelf in your mirrorAnd it isnÂ’t exceptionalThe course of our fateSo, people love and they hateAnd I guess itÂ’s...
- The Vanishing Act
Were you surprised that we never spoke? Then in the still of the night-when nothing stirs-I woke and I gathered up some clothes. I never planned on this but its the way it goes and now it all seems so familiar like...
- Black Comedy
well once i gave a look to you but you never gave it back so here i stand expressionless but my memories intact i guess the past is good for a laugh a comedy so dry and black it makes my stomach hurt so bad well two...
- Motion Sickness
There is nothing for which I'm responsible.Just this baggage I keep carrying on,As if I had someone.Maybe there's a woman somewhere,Who's still thinking of me.A girl with cold black hair,Who's haunted in her...
- Southern State
Well, the songs you sung spiraled And hung round like echoes Or ripples on a pondSo you circled the globe Spent a year on the roadWithout ever going homeMore than a couple of daysThen you leave right awayRun to a girl...
- The Movement Of A Hand
You follow the footsteps echoes leading down a hall to a room. There is music playing tinybells with moving parts. Here the shadows make things ugly, an effect quite undesirable. Thebold and yellow daylight grows like...
- The Calender Hung Itself
Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? And does he sing toyou incessantly from the place between your bed and wall? Does he walk around all day atschool with his feet inside your...
- At The Center Of The World
At the center of the world there is a statue of a girl.She is standing near a well with a bucket bare and dry.I went and looked her in the eyes and she turned me into sand.This clumsy form that I despise scattered...
- An Attempt To Tip The Scale
Did you expect it all to stop at the wave of your hand?Like the sun is just going to drop if it's night you demand.Well, in the dark we are just air so the house might dissolve.But once we are gone,who is gonna care...
- A Song To Pass The Time
There is a middle-aged woman dragging her feet.She carries baskets of clothes to a laundromat.While the Mexican children kick rocks into the streetand they laugh in a language I don't understand.But I love them.Why do...
- Jetsabel Removes The Undesireables
My brother finds comfort in calculators. He assigns every number a name.He believes that they add up to certainty and he is upset with fractions thatremain. So i examine these maps with my eyes and at best i can trace...
- A Spindle, A Darkness, A Fever, And A Necklace
You turn on a spindle. You are so much looser now but you're not explaining how you gainedsuch new repose. I touch the clasp of your locket, with its picture held, some secret you wouldn'ttell but let it choke your...
- Take It Easy (Love Nothing)
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...
- Hit The Switch
i'm staring out into the vacuum again, from theback porch of my mind.the only thing that's alive.i'm all there is.i start attacking my vodka.stab the ice with my straw.my eyes have turned red as stop-lights.you seem...
- Arc Of Time
You can make a planCarve it into stoneLike a feather fallingIt is still unknownUntil the clock speaks upSays it's time to goYou could choose the highOr the lower roadYou might clinch your fistYou might fork your...
- Devil In The Details
A house of cards, a supple heart,Is not a place to dwell.Now you have you're cake, don't hesitate,Common just do it, Common just do it.Put it in your mouth, there is only now,Tomorrow has to wait.But know there's no...
- I Believe In Symmetry
some plans were made and rice was throwna house was built, a baby bornhow time can move both fast and slow amazes meand so i raise my glass to symmetryto the second hand and its accuracyto the actual size of...
- Don't Know When But A Day Is Gonna Come
Is it true what I heard about the Son of God? Did he come to save? Did he come at all?And if I dried his feet, with my dirty hair, would he make me clean again?They say they don't know when but a day is gonna come,...
- You Will. You? Will.
You say that I treat you like a book on a shelf. I don't take you out that oftenbecause I now that I completed you and that is why you are here.That is the reason why you stay here. How awful you must feel.You said...
- The Big Picture
The picture is far too big to look at kid. Your eyes won't open wide enoughand you are constantly surrounded by that swirling stream of what is and what was.Well, we've all made our predictions but the truth still...
- Laura Laurent
Laura, are you still living there on your estate of sorrow? You used to leave it occasionally.Now, you don't even bother to ride that commuter train west to Chicago,to stroll through the greenery, in the park, past...
- False Advertising
On a string I was held. The way that I move, can you tell?My actions are orchestrated from above. So I swing and I sway.Wave my hand. Kick my leg. And it is always right with the music."Until all that swinging starts...
- Method Acting
There is no beginning to the story. A bookshelf sinks into the sandand a language learned and forgot, in turn, is studied once again.It's a shocking bit of footage viewed from a shitty TV screen.You can squint through...
- Nothing Gets Crossed Out
The future has got me worried, such awful thoughts. My head is a carousel of pictures. The spinning never stops. I just want someone to walk in front and I'll follow the leader. Like when I fell under the weight of a...
- Make War
Our love is dead but without limit, like the surface of the moonor the land between here and the mountains. It is not these hiding placesthat have keep us innocent but the way you taught me to just let it all go by.So...
- Let's Not Shit Ourselves (To Love And Be Loved)
The animals laugh from the dark of the wilderness. A baby cried hard in an apartment complex,as I pass a car buried under the influence. The city is driving me out of my mind.I have seen a child is caught in the sad...
- Lover I Don't Have To Love
I picked you outOf a crowd and talked to youSaid I liked your shoesYou said, "Thanks, can I follow you?"So it's up the stairs And out of view, no prying eyesI poured some wineI asked your name, you asked the timeNow...
- Oh Little Town Of Bethlehem
Oh little town of BethlehemHow still we see thee lie!Above our deep and dreamless sleepThe silent stars go byNow in thy dark streets shiningThe everlasting lightThe hopes and fears of all the yearsAre met in thee...
- Away In A Manger
Away in a manger, no crib for a bedThe little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet headThe stars in the sky look down where he layThe little Lord Jesus asleep on the hay The cattle are lowing, the baby awakesBut little Lord...
- Something Vague
Now and again it seems worse than it is,but mostly the view is accurate.You see your breath in the airas you climb up the stairsto that coffin you call your apartment.And you sink in your chair,brush the snow from...
- Arienette
The fragile keep secretsGathered in pocketsAnd they will sell them for nothingA cheap watch or locketThat kind of gold washes offAnd the sad act like lepersThey stick to the shadowsThey long to ring bells of warningTo...
- Center Of The World
At the center of the worldThere's a statue of a girlShe is standing near a wellWith a bucket bare and dryI went and looked her in the eyesAnd she turned me into sandThis clumsy form that I despiseIt scattered easy in...
- The Callendar Hung Itself
Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head?And does he sing to you, incessantly, from the space between your bed and wall?Does he walk around all day at school, with his feet inside...
- Sunrise, Sunset
Sunrise, Sunset, Sunrise, SunsetSwiftly go the daysSunrise, Sunset, you wake up then you undressIt always is the sameA sunrise and a sunsetYou are lying while you confessKeep trying to explainThe sunrise and the sun...
- Haligh, Haligh, A Lie, Haligh
The phone slips from a loose grip, words were missed then some apology. I didn't want to tell you this, no it's just some guy she's been hanging out with, oh I don't know, the past couple weeks I guess. Well thank you...
- When The Curious Girl Realizes She's Under Glass
Tomorrow when I wake upIÂ’m finding my brotherAnd I'm making him take me back down to the waterThat lake where we sailed, and we laughed with our fatherI will not desert himI will not desert himNo matter how I may...
- The Calendar Hung Itself
Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head?And does he sing to you incessantly from the place between your bed and wall?Does he walk around all day at school with his feet inside your...
- A Scale, A Mirrors, And Those Indifferent Clocks
Here's a scale, weigh it out, and you will find, easily, more than sufficient doubt that these colors you see were picked in advance by some careful hand with an absolute concept of beauty. They are smeared and these...
- Train Underwater
you were born inside of a raindropand i watched you falling to your deathand the sun well she could not save youshe had fallen down toonow the streets are weta body of water, toxic and timelessatlantic ocean, new york...
- Road To Joy
the sun came up with no conclusionsflowers sleeping in their bedsthe city's cemetaries hummingi'm wide awake, it's morningi have my drugs, i have my womanthey keep away my lonelinessmy parents they have their...
- Landlocked Blues
if you walk away i'll walk awayfirst tell me which road you will takei don't want to risk our paths crossing some dayso you walk that way, i'll walk this wayand the future hangs over our headsand it moves with each...
- At The Bottom Of Everything
we must talk on every telephoneget eatten off the webwe must rip out all the epiloguesfrom the books that we have readand to the face of every criminalstrapped firmly to a chairwe must stare, we must stare, we must...
- We Are Nowhere And It's Not
if you hate the taste of winebut do you drink it till your blindand if you swear that there's no truththen who careshow come and say it like you're rightwhy are you scared to dream of godwhen it's salvation that you...
- Old Soul Song (For The New World Order)
if you hate the taste of winebut do you drink it till your blindand if you swear that there's no truththen who careshow come and say it like you're rightwhy are you scared to dream of godwhen it's salvation that you...
- Lua
i know that it is freezingbut i think we have to walkkeep waving at the taxisthey keep turning the lights onbut julie knows a party at some actor's westide loftsupplies are endless in the eveningby the morning they'll...
- Another Traveling Song
well i'm changing all my stringsi'm gonna write another traveling songabout all the billion highwaysand the cities at the break of dawnwell i guess the best i can do nowis pretend that i've done nothing wrongand dream...
- We Are Free Men
Well, the future spills its intangibles An unknown set of variables A path that spliten infinitely up ahead So tell me what's the use to pick and choose From what you should or shouldn't do? That's time spent better...
- Messenger Bird's
the kitchen is coldbut the coffee is warmand the suns coming up the day has just begunand your already bored.bored of cheering me upbored of calming me downbored of drying my eyesbut there once was a time when you...
- Loose Leaves
there are stories in the soil, loose leaves cover the groundthere's volumes in the forest, no one reads out loudif i could take them down off of that mountain shelfwe used to climb but no one tries to go up that far...
- On My Way To Work
There is a car parked where the block begins and there are people singing praises, say it's all because of Him. And there is a bird perched on a frayed wet wire and his voice sings out for a lover but its covered by...
- A Perfect Sonnet
lately i've been wishing i had one desiresomething that would make me never want anothersomething that would make it so that nothing mattersall would be clear thenbut i guess i'll have to settle for a for a few brief...
- A New Arrangement
If you could change your days arranging them in some sweet new sequence, like any new arrangement is going to make a difference, because it is the moment that you are living in and not the one that follows that makes...
- Neely O' Hara
In the morning when you throw up waterAnd your skin it turns a pale, pale yellowWell, every day you lose more colourDo you think that someone paints your mirror?So you think that things sound differentAt the time when...
- A Line Allows Progress, A Circle Does Not
Sitting around, no work today.Try pacing to keep awake.Laying around, no school today.Just drink until the clock has circled all the way.It's late afternoon, as you walk through the roomsof a house that is quietexcept...
- Spent On Rainy Days
I wish I saved it for rainy days,'Cause they're the hardest to stay dry.Got no self control,I'm always beggin' into telephones.And then I,I bought a little from my brother's friend,Yeah, well just to get me by.I don't...
- True Blue
I am a blue blood I will admit that.I dance in blue shoes and wear a blue hat.Live in a blue house, on a blue street,in a blue town by a blue creek.I write my blue songs with my blue pen.I sing the blue notes to my...
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