Thursday

to moonn6pence from shootingstar



If we run far away, think we will ever die
We'll throw all these books in the fire
Can you stop the train, cause it some delay
The change machine lied, and its too late
To scream, how long is the night

It's never over, it's never over
The ribbon was tied but the card was never read
It's never over, it's never over
The ribbon was crimson, the color of the night

Can you see the handwritting on the walls
and on the autumn leaves that fall
OooOoo, what are we gonna do
The trees are giving up on us
The needle and the thread
stitch us to the branch, and the night it never ends

What are we gonna do
The trees are giving up on us
The needle and the thread (won't stitch, won't stitch us)
Won't stitch us to the branch, and the night never ends
The night, it never ends, it never ends
The night, it never ends

I will never sleep again
(I, I'll never even close my eyes)
I will never sleep again
(I, I'll never even close my eyes)
I will never sleep again
(I, I'll never even close my eyes)
I will never sleep again
(I, I'll never even close my eyes)

If the suns on its way, then we will never die
We'll follow these tracks to the sight
Now the lungs collapes, air is getting thin
All breath expired and its too late
To heal, how long it the night

It's never over, it's never over
The ribbon was tied but the card was never read
It's never over, it's never over
The ribbon was crimson, the color of the night

It's all I ever see anymore
But the day looked so bright (bright)
In the pictures, in the photo album that you gave me
It's all I have, to live for (live for)

I'm falling down, I'm falling down
and you're not there to break my fall
I shut my eyes when you're around
I hold my breath to kill the sound
I'm falling down, I'm falling down
and your not here to catch my fall
I shut my eyes when you around
I hold my breath to kill the sound
I'm falling down, I'm falling down
And your not here to catch my fall
more Thursday Lyrics

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.

Now its time to wrap our fears in the night
And on the first day we'll dress this city in flames
After all the things you say
You hate me for being this way

Still you won't let go of old ideals
There is no headline to read at night
When the record slips and you're not holding the needle

We all sing the songs of separation
And we watch our lives bleed out through our hands
Thats how it was on the first day
We saw Paris in Flames

I think it's going to rain, rain down

Here in this collapsed lung of a borough
There is no sunlight
The sunlight is manufactured in a windowless room
Distant and incoherent
Businessmen hang themselves

The lower cast side is a jukebox playing the deadman's crescendo
The needle is a vector
An intersection that well all must cross
A dimly lit hallway where shadows of moths decorate the walls
Discard this message
Burn this city down

Discard this message
Throw this bottle back in the ocean
Rip this page from the history books
Smash all the street signs
Erase all the maps
Forget my name
Forget my face
Because it's going to rain
And it never ends

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

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!

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.

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...

...

She's the song that you tried to sing
And the note that you couldn't hit
So you locked her up in a music box
Turn the key on all of us
She spins silver strings in the dark
With melody that ring in her heart
When the cover drops
The world just fades
Away, away, away from her
Waiting and waiting and waiting for her
To say it
K-I-S-S out on this street,
I need someone to spell it out
You know our love’s not unconditional

A book of matches and a cigarette
A love note that you never sent
You can fold it up
But you won't forget
You can strike a match
But it still might not light
Now I'm the one that's stuck inside
The silver cage
The bird that can't fly away
Clip its wings
If it sings of
The way, the way, the way that it hurt
Waiting and waiting and waiting for her
To say it
K-I-S-S (out on this street) I need someone to spell it out
You know our love’s not unconditional
K-I-S-S (out on this street) there's nothing left to talk about
You know our love's not unconditional

F-I-D-E-L-I-T-Y
You are (why) the song turned out this way
Can’t you hear me when I say
“You're in my heart
In my hands
’round my neck”
We move like a carousel
Streak lights and mirrors in our eyes
It's time to let this go
Can't stop spinning
Around, around, around

You know our love's not unconditional

to moonn6pence from shootingstar




Just ahead I see you winding up
And you're dressing this color on the edge of fire
Until these tightened strides
They march in time again
I don't know if I will cut through

I don't know if my heart will beat without you guiding it

Winding up
Leading me
Winding up to explode

It's the sound of your racing heart
That beats in time with every start
(the start of the year. the start of life. the start of war)
That reaches up and across the sky
That makes us want to try

I'm falling to peices
I can't let go
Tearing apart your lies
I want to live

It's the sound of your shotgun pulse
Beating over and over in your silent halls
It's a thought that keeps us alive
It makes us want to rise

A scream to guide me through my life
Winding up
Leading me
Winding up to what you can not unwind

This side of you and if it's taken away
You won't know what to do
You're stretching to meet expectations that you will never reach

And now it's far to late to ever leave this cold

I'm giving up
Marching in time with your drums
I'm letting go of everything i once loved