Conor Oberst - Gossamer Thin Lyrics

Conor oberst is the best song writer I think has ever existed.he's a melody genius.he does character studies and writes songs about other ppl sometime through there perspective.his lyrics are golden..

Perfect

i have never cried so much at a song

"It's no business of mine, if they can love more than one at a time" The plight of men everywhere

Conor, you never disappoint... much love!! 💜

Great lyrics as always. He was a
prodigy I mean how young was he when those early Bright Eyes eps came out?

This is such lyrical genius

Catholics urke me... but they urked my great gma too, so much so a klan was formed... so it's a humble dislike....I suppose, filthy catlickers!!!!

Beautiful 😍

I miss the person that introduced me to his music..Such beautiful sadness to be left with.

He is awesome! I just became aware of him on Charlie Rose.

Love you Lola.

"There's a glass psyche at stake, throw me a brick see if it breaks, cause the mind and the brain aren't quite the same, but they both want out of this place."

Evan Ford
Those lyrics resonate deeply with me too. 💜

I always wonder if he's talking about wanting to be a different person or wishing he had "the nerve to quit" the odd job of life altogether.

These lyrics could stand alone as poetry.

cea765
Definitely 💜

I hope he has someone to be close to.

Aquarians hate that, The fantasy in their heads is so beautiful that no mortal comes close.

Rings 'round his eyes
Tracks down his arm
His fans are confused and his friends are alarmed
His wife doesn't talk
Hates when he's gone
Counts every skirt in his new entourage

And they're all gossamer thin
Left of the dial, bohemians
And they dance tournament style
Twirl 'round the room, curtsey and smile
And they sit at his feet, read poetry
Swoon with each word he speaks

She likes the new pope
She's not scared of hell
They meet once a week at a secret motel
She kisses his neck, she plays with his hair
Her screams sound like pleasure, her moans like despair

And they're spread gossamer thin
Pushed to the edge, frayed at the ends
And it's no business of mine
They can love more than one at a time
But they're pushing their luck
Hard but they must
Risk it all for love
Now I walk around in some kind of altered state
The drink in my hand is starting to shake
I get used to it if it has to stay this way
A new bunch of flowers I'll have to arrange

I don't want to eat or get out of bed
Try to recall what the therapist said
Ego and Id, the Essential Self
You are who you are and you are someone else

But I'm worn gossamer thin
Like Delicate Arch, carved by the wind
There's a glass psyche at stake
Throw me a brick, see if it breaks
'Cause the mind and the brain aren't quite the same
But they both want out of this place

Jason king

I always ponder arrows when Psyche is mentioned, idk I'm write in the head I accept that's left which is wrong with Euchre games and trump and such on a peyote trip in Moab. My bad.

reminds me of Tim Freedman - love it

IDK is Conor on H now??! he makes reference to it on this track and as a former Heroin addict and 2-15 birthday sharer I want to empathize with him

It's just a song

Shut finally up, you stupid posh Idiot Oberst.
We'd be grateful!
Pat, Switzerland

I'll throw my two cents in. Bright Eyes got me through high school. This song and album are reminiscent of the stuff he wrote ten years ago that made me fall in love with him. Everything, from the songwriting to the harmonica is perfect. Thank you, Conor.

"I don't wanna eat or get out of bed. I try to recall what the therapist said." Oh how much I can relate to this.

what a lovely song, it's got me by the Bollocks.

Lyrically, Conor is the closest to Kurt Cobain we have gotten since Cobain himself. Adroit, smart, tongue-in-cheek, dark, painful, glimmers of hope sprinkled here and there, raw, unapologetic.

Treefrog Johnson That gave me chills.

Treefrog Johnson I love Cobain and have attended 3 of their shows but Oberst has very little in common in my opinion.

Treefrog Johnson Jesse Lacey of Brand New

Check out Danny Fingers and the Thumbs

I was just watching Nirvana Unplugged and I made the same connection. However, I am totally biased considering I am a huge Oberst fan. In my opinion as far as folk goes he is his generation’s Bob Dylan and this song is one of my strongest examples.

Long time without listening to something so beautiful!

this song is saving me today from doing something really bad..thanks conor

we love you

Loki John day 3 for me....

Beautiful song - really feel like his lyrics are stronger in this album than previous solo efforts - can't wait to see him play it live :)

it's hard not to fall for him when he writes so beauitfully.

Favorite song 20/10

wow herd him on radio 1 god damm amazing album if you havnt herd ov him go check him out fantastic

This one really got me

Conor should have won the Nobel. LoL, Sweden.

wow. How the hell did he dial into that? Fantastic. The economy of language is nuts. He sketches out the whole scene and all these characters in so few lines. He's got all the super cutting punchlines and asides. Very very good.

Tyler Stoering

The poetry of this sounds like C. Oberst wrote this after getting impressed by books about Russian Nobility like Anna Karenina by Tolstoy or anything by Tolstoy, or The Lady with the little dog by Chekhov, or Eugene Onegin by Pushkin, or Look at the harlequins by Nabokov

In one of the songs on this album he makes a reference to reading Russian authors. Great call.

Bulgagov rather

Beautiful Conor. Great job as always.

Such a gorgeous song. His sound has matured so much.

I love the melody

Amazing track, and no I'm not referring to whoever's arm

❤👌

Conor best singer

No one can touch Conor's lyrics.

three months ago...

But...they can touch me T.T

and if they could he would not consent anyway

True. Father John Misty and Alex Ebert are great too though. Danny Fingers and the Thumbs are great.

@CANMANSPAM and if it was up to conor: leonard>conor

Best song on the album

IKRRRRR

St. Dymphna kicks ass too

Wow! What tightly written song lyrics.