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Falling from this hassle
you fly still like parachutes windows go rushing by people inside dressed for the funeral in black and white these ties strangle our necks hanging in the closet found in the cubicle without a name just numbers on the resume stored in the mainframe my fortune lay please take these hands throw them in the river wash away the things they never held please take these hands throw me in the river dont let me drown before the workday ends now you try, not to fight and we're up to our necks drowning in the seconds ingesting your morning commute lost in the depths of my sleep we're alive wide awake in our parent's beds tossing and turning tomorrow we'll get up drive to work single file with everyday just like the last waiting for the line to start as it always used to have off the clock please take these hands throw them in the river wash away the things they never held please take these hands throw me in the river dont let me drown before the workday ends just keep making copies of copies of copies when will it end it will never end till they float by the ink fills in our fingertips the silhouette of your face becomes the black cloud of war and even in our dreams we're so afraid the wind will offset who we are all those breaths that you took have now been cancelled in your lungs last night my teeth fell out like ivory typewriter keys and all the monuments and skyscrapers burned down themselves save our ship the anchor is part of the desk we can't cut free water is flooding the desks the mound moves sand through currents computers spark like flares i can see them film touch me touch me please someone teach me how to swim please don't let me drown please don't let me drown |
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| 2. |
| 3:04 |
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in the veins of the
ultraviolet light the phosphor is starting a fire shooting up in the iodine its turning on rupture the wall around my heart i feel so lost i've been shaking you can't save me forget what the doctor said every bird in mid flight is calling out your name before it hits the window and it sings the rapture without a second opinion the chemicals saturate to counteract the code through the double helix we are twisting too scared to let this go someone call the head nurse she's coming to the capitol to wrap us up and throw us in the dirt with a dream thats turning off rupture the wall around my heart i feel so lost i've been shaking you can't save me forget what the doctor said every bird in mid flight is calling out your name before it hits the window and it sings the rapture we're coming to the capitol we're coming to the capitol the distance between us will rupture coming to the capitol in our hearts the disease won't touch us coming to the capitol love now its too late love to turn this off alone is all we are even when we feel this close it's just a lie we believe these are the words that escape from our lungs rupture the wall i've built around my heart i've been shaking you can't save me i'm turning off we can't find a way out of this moment were lost in a dark hallway |
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| 3. |
| 4:15 |
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Lights out on division street
And all the hate that rises Through the cracks in the pavement, As the temperature falls. (this is where is hits the ground) Lights out on division street I'm repeating Goodbye to the memories, (the fever that will not break) The night is pouring down, It's not enough to put this out, I'll burn up before I wake up. (on division street) This is serious, This is serious, If this is serious I'll hide my heart in dark parades. Lights out on division street I held you tight like an empty bottle... But the glass broke (and the poison spilled out of your mouth) Hello? hello? is anybody there? The house turned black and sat in silence (while a mockingbird sang) Listen to yourself Go on and on, as if you spoke to someone else. Lights out on division street I'm repeating Goodbye to the memories, (the fever that will not break) The night is pouring down, Its not enough to put this out, I'll burn up before I wake up. (on division street) This is serious, This is serious, If this is serious I'll hide my heart in dark parades. To dance between the scissors blades Without getting cut. I drew an x on your city's name Lights out. black out. blow out the candle again. Spin the room around Fall down. pass out. get up. I can't keep repeating. Between the footsteps I hear crickets in the trees A silent army marching with me through a swarm of bees A needle dragged across a record slowing down Along division st. the lights were dying out Endless rows of houses stretched on for miles and miles and miles... Turn the windows black Lights out on division street Repeating (repeat it) Lights out on division street Repeating, (turn the windows black) Lights out. lights out. lights out. Turn the windows black Listen to yourself. |
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| 4. |
| 4:10 |
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this is what you see when you look in my direction
incandescent corsets draw eyes tight like wires. this is how it feels, calling out but no one even hears the signals that we send over the air over the air over the air over the air. when you say my name, i want to split it from your lips and hide like whispers in the rain. when you say my name i want to stop it in your lungs and collect all of your blood to put in the radio. is this how it feels when you dont even fit into your own skin? and its getting tighter, every day i'm getting smaller if i keep holding my breath i'm going to disappear. when you say my name, i want to split it from your lips and hide like whispers in the rain. when you say my name i want to stop it in your lungs and collect all of your blood to put in the radio. there's no where to hide. they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio. there's no where to hide. they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on. if i keep holding my breath, all of this will fade away. if you keep driving we'll be lying in the wreck. changing the shape, folding like an envelope to keep each other in. shattered glass, broken looks, and mascara gets washed away by windshield wiper blades safe, safe when you say my name i want to split it from your lips and hide like whispers in the rain. when you say my name i want to stop it in your lungs and collect all of your blood to put in the radio. there's no where to hide. they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio. there's no where to hide. they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio. yeah, that's where we hide the love and lies and sex, on the radio. |
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| 5. |
| 4:28 |
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This is a war we live and the sides are drawn.
We're all wrapped up in fatigues and they wear us out. There is a storm at sea. If we fly a white flag under a black and blue sky, will the red sun rise? (The taste of your kerosene lips burn me up) The glare from your enemy sights make me go blind. Blinds divide the sunlight into thin strips, the size of a blade, in this trench that we dig for ourselves, fourscore and fade. Glare with the enemy heat of the bodies in the bed. There's no retreat. This is a war we live in. Now we're up in arms, with our heads pressed against the wall (And it's wearing thin) These are the screams we swallow. If we fly a white flag, under a black and blue sky ... this is our war. Administer the pill before the cell divides (Keep marching--keep fightinng) and we'll both go down like toy soldiers. Threats and pickets lines are forming around our beds and the landmines in our chests will all go off in time. If we trip each other into this, do you think we'll find a way out? We've synthesized a compound to treat this conscience It's: one part loss, one part no sleep, one part gunshot we heard, one part the screams mistaken for laughter, one part everything after, one part love, one part stepping out of the driving rain,one part parting ways, in the cold apartment. Don't look back, just keep on running down the stairs. Do you hear the footsteps? Can you hear the voices in the traffic, communiques in the attic? They say, after time, all this will heal, we will rebuild and these broken arms will mend themselves in our embrace |
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| 3:46 |
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Three chalk outlines sleep in the dirty street
And in our beds, under the sheets They're the halo of guilt hanging around your neck Next to the rosary you count falling asleep And we're praying These are the symptoms Of letting go of all our hope Since we can't compete with martyred saints We'll douse ourselves in gasoline and hang our bodies from the lamposts So that our shadows turn into bright lights 'White lights, white heat' We'll make as we're blacking out in the center lane (We swerve) To the beat (Spill) All the ink No revisions Do you hear the church bells ringing? Wake up!! Wake up in an outline and try to speak With the shattered voice of the lives we lead (Have we slept too long) Between the bullet holes in a stained glass window state? And we're praying These are the symptoms Of letting go of all our hope (When we repent) And we're praying (We fall on the page) (Read in the margins) We are the symptoms Of letting go of all our hope Someday we'll be complete like modern saints Baptize our kids in gasoline And hang our doubts up in cathedrals So that they turn to faith in the colored sun 'Red rain, red rain' We'll make as we're blacking out in the center lane (We swerve) To the beat (Spill) All the ink (No revisions) Do you hear the church bells ringing? They ring for you (We woke up this morning to a sky with no air in it And the street is filled with a thousand burning crosses And what we thought was the sunrise, just passing headlights) Still the choir girls sing 'Oh lord, can you save us, save us? Oh, lord, sing hallelujah. Oh lord, can you save us, save us? Oh, lord, sing hallelujah.' They are the symptoms Of letting go of all our hope We're falling asleep with open eyes Falling asleep inside the chapel Falling asleep in chalk outlines Falling asleep as the headlights pass us by |
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| 2:16 |
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Do you hear the jet plane yawning miles across the sky?
Hear the garbage truck back down in boulevard Setting off the car alarms as it passes by Do you hear the static of one thousand de-tuned radios? Shut the window love, keep it water-tight I don't want to think about anyone And the footsteps are getting louder Drowning out the sound of the rain as it knocks on the window-sill I'm not answering the phone, let it ring Lately i've been feeling like a falling bomb The ground is getting closer and the sky is falling ... down This song has been brought to you .. by a falling bomb This song has been brought to you .. by a falling bomb |
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| 4:26 |
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Steps ascend to a loaded gun
the scent of matches hangs in the air a lit one flickers out in a heartbeat we dont want to see this a flash of light thats letting go of an empty bullet case but by the time it hits the ground, hes out of reach out of reach out of reach out of reach the wolves are closing in theres no room left to make ammends but do you remember when we'd fly that kite so high? all the time we've wasted spent fighting we'll burn in the fire of our regrets all the time we've wasted spent fighting its blood and its running down the stairs freeze the frame between the gunshot and the hole it makes a spinning bullet hangs in the middle theres no way to stop it it will surely hit the mark you can try to understand but im giving up giving up giving up the synapses fire is right in time im giving up giving up giving up this should always stay out of reach out of reach out of reach out of reach the wolves are closing in theres no room left to make ammends but do you remember when we'd fly that kite so high? all the time we've wasted spent fighting we'll burn in the fire of our regrets all the time we've wasted spent fighting its blood and its running down the stairs i ran down the stairs and into the garden put both my hands into the soil in the spring you will bloom like her heart through the blouse in the back of the ambulance as it turned and it turned in the streets just one more turn wont you come back to me? as it turned its red lights you were turning into .. red roses red roses red roses red roses im not giving up. |
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| 9. |
| 4:32 |
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Standing on the edge of the Palisades’ Cliffs
In the shadow the skyline It seemed very far away Like a lightning rod That couldn’t pull the storm from me I was 5 years old My best friend’s older brother died. He fell from these cliffs and the river washed him away. The current pulled him downstream and our lives float in the headlines. So we park these cars in our parents’ garage To listen to the lullaby of carbon monoxide; War all of the time In the shadow of the NY skyline. We grew up too fast. Now we’re falling apart Like the ashes of American Flags. If the sun doesn’t rise, We’ll replace it with an H-bomb explosion. A painted jail cell of light in the sky Like three mile island nightmares on TVs that sing us to sleep. They bu on and on like an oil field or a memory of what it felt like to bu on and on and not just fade away. All those nights in the basement the kids are still screaming, "on and on and on and on" War all of the time In the shadow of the NY skyline. We grew up too fast. Now we’re falling apart Like the ashes of American Flags. And we’re blowing in the wind We don’t know where to land So we kiss like little kids We used to be very tall buildings But we’ve been falling for so long. Now your eyes are a sign on the edge of town they offer a welcome, when you are leaving. War all of the time In the shadow of the NY skyline. We grew up too fast. Now we’re falling apart Like the ashes of American Flags. Whe the pieces fall it’s like a last-day parade and the fires in our streets start to rage. So wave to all the people who long to wave back from the fabric of a flag that sang LOVE all of the time. War all the time War all the time War all of the time All of the time... ... |
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| 10. |
| 3:36 |
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The stage is set to rip the wings from a butterfly
(The stage is set!) The stage is set!, don't forget to breathe between the lines If the whole world dies it's safe to take the stage And these cliffs will stretch like landing strips Hospitals are dead in the fields We won't have to be afraid anymore The crowd is growing silent with the gathering sort If the curtain falls and you're caught on the other side Just trying to keep up the act We lie in the back of black cars with the windows rolled down Joining a procession of emptiness If we say these words, it will be too late to take them back So we hold our breath and fold our hands Like paper planes (We're going to crash!) We don't have to be alone ever again There's a riot in the theatre Someones standing in the aisles (Killers and Murderers!) Are everywhere and they're lining up (Carving the air in a sigh!) Standing alone (this time!) When the curtain falls and you're caught on the other side Just trying to keep up the act We lie in the back of black cars with the windows rolled down Just joining a procession of emptiness The stage is set to rip the wings from a butterfly.. Pull the curtain back, kill all the house lights Pin the dress with lotus flowers The silk is spinning round and round with the ceiling fan I'm disapearing into the spotlight I'm on display, the butterfly and the scarecrow With smiles like picket fences We try to throw up and leave this outside This voice is silent now The boat has sunk, we are on our own But we're not-going-to-win! |
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| 11. |
| 4:08 |
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In the circuit the frequency's breaking up
The speakers can barely move (This is not a test Tune to the broadcast) Witness the jet-lag Look in the mirror Adjust the v-hold Shatter the lens (lens) Pull out the shards (shards) Choke on her words (words) Caught in your throat How long can the wheels maintain a spin at this velocity? On every block a reminder You can't stop this intersection At every turn Dead forests of tenements rise like antennas The miles are adding up and the days are counting down Cut the jet black from my hair Before we're bathed in the dawn of new year's day I will change back to myself in the flame (flame) We burn like the paper hearts of dead presidents But we're too lost to lose hope Maybe the night seems so dark Because the day is much to bright (For us to see) We are cured, we are cured) (Shatter the lens, pull out the shards) We are cured, we are cured (Choke on her words) Caught in your throat That's the sound of music from another room The piano player hangs up from piano wire But the player piano carries on (Sit back and tune to the broadcast) Witness the jet lag Shatter the lens (lens) Pull out the shards (shards) Choke on her words (words) Caught in your throat This is not a test This is not a test Shatter the lens (lens) Pull out the shards (shards) Choke on her words (words) Caught in your throat As the language dissolves and the sentence lifts A slow alphabet of rain is whispering: "Aabettipachdefg" Since I replace the 'I' in 'live' with an 'o' I can't remember who you are But tomorrow I'll be you Just pick up the phone I'm calling from your house, in your room, in your name Lying in your bed, following your dreams Ii listen to your voice get caught in my throat as I sing: "This is just a dream" On New Year's Day We will change back to ourselves in the flame We are cured, we are cured, we are cured |
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