Thursday

Splintered piece of glass falls in the seat of gets caught
These broken windows, open locks, reminders of the youth we lost
In trying so hard to look away from you
we followed white lines to the sunset
I crash my car everyday the same way

Time to let this pass
(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)
Time runs through our veins.
(it starts and stops and starts and stops again)
We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time
(to take time to break the cycle)

Staring at the setting sun
No reason to come back again
The twlight world in blue and white
The needle and the damage done

I dont want to feel this way forever
A dead letter marked return to sender

The broken watch you gave me turns into a compass
It's hands still point to the same time 12:03, our last goodbye

So push the seats back a little further
Roll the windos down and take a breath
I can see the headlights coming
They paint the world in red and broken glass
The spinning hubcaps set the tempo for the music of a broken window
When the lights are on and the cameras click
We open up the lens to broken glass and it's over in a flash

I'll never understand
Understanding in a car crash

With fists raised high in tightened knots
The room explodes and now this blood is on your hands
And there is no time for a second chance
To paint my face with blood and tears and cover up
In an open book that no one reads
A misspelled word that no one know
You stole the rain
Then you turned around and tore my life in two
Just like the picture that once hung on the wall in the room that we used to share
So fold me up and put me back in the place where you used to keep your heart

You think its getting smaller?
It's been that way for quite some time now

The cadence beats down on the tar
It sounds the same as your fists raining down
(if you wanted to change the way I look at you...)
We've got to leave before the sun sets
Or maybe we don't have time(time to waste.)
It won't be long until you're gone into the night
You won't have time to paint my face with cover

In this blackout, inertia will hold our thoughts...
And the exit sign offers no light to see by.
Can we cast our shadows alone in the dark?
I can't see... without you.

When the world is crashing down,
Part with it, start again.
When the world is crashing down,
These notes will fold themselves.

Standing at the margin's edge...
to see where the daybreak ends.
You can find compassion here,
But the page turns too fast.

We fell in this hole that opened up...
Giving up on hope,
Living without love.
We still type black lines...
When the world is crashing down,
These notes will fold themselves.

Adjust the aperture to focus on the negative.
Like phosphors in the darkroom ignite,
Like dodging faces in the corner of the print,
Frame by frame, this hole is opening up... and we fall in.

There is no such thing as whole.
There is a hole in the world.

to moonn6pence from shootingstar



Let's call this the quiet city:
Where screams are flet as a wave of stoplights
Drive through the the streets as gunshots punctuate the night
The sides we take divide us from our faith
And the morning dove gets caught in the telephone wire

Asleep you set the fire in your own house
And the night was a knife that cut
And I'm paralyzed

Cross out the eyes
Blur all the lines
Tearing this canvas from the wall
We crossed out the eyes
Put lines through these cries
We pulled all the leaves from the trees that fall

A silent dance that we did into this hospital bed
Hear voices from another room
"It happens all the time"
But July in the sand
Then the leaves that fall
And counting down our days to live....
Drain the blood from this valentine.

"We can rise on the wings of the dove
See blue skies getting caught in the trail of all this smoke
We can rise like candles in the dark your always"
and an envelope marked with your new address

It was the first time face to face
I'm crossing the line
Talking to the other side of death
Hearing the words that choke memories into flatlines
I'm calling your name hoping for something to wash these dreams of you away

Our fence was blown down in a winter storm and this field
stretched out of this world into the sound of a trace of blood in a love song
What can we do to put a stop to the coming white days?
I'm hoping the snow will push these dreams of you away

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

to moonn6pence from shootingstar



Tuesday wakes up silent
And there aren't enough pills to sleep
And then it cuts out like miswired shortwave radio
It's over
But nothing can change to ever make it right
When you live in a nightmare
It's written all over your face.

And in a short time
You're never the same again
The distance is streamlined
Between decision and defense:

Distorient the senses
Loss of identity
No one to trust

Life runs through this trade
I am no killer
But I still hide my face
In the coming days

I wake up every morning
From the same dream
And then I kill it
But you can't change the letters when the ink dries

I woke up on the sidewalk and everything just changed
Now the lights are blinking but I can't see anything

Everything is falling apart:
Crumpled paper
Crushed tin cans
Broken bottles
Paper scraps
We all look the same
We all look the same
But I am the killer

to moonn6pence from shootingstar




In this room I'm sitting by your side.
It rains for hours and the phone is off its hook.
Standing on the edge, casting lots to set me up before you knock me down,
off the summer's edge and drown me.
We're betting on our own lives, making up for all the time we lost.
In this house of cards we're all holding hearts and spades
(one breath, one step could knock it all down)
but you lead with your eyes and you give it away
(decide, design to cut from the clouds).
When the people you love get lost in the shuffle,
you let it go and then you fold.
So we stay on the open road.
We drive for hours and still no end in sight at all.
Driving in your car, miss the stop sign, fall in love, just to get knocked out.
Pull your punches and burn with your cigarettes.
Pulled like a punch and burnt like a cigarette?
forever.

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

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

Splintered piece of glass falls in the seat of gets caught
These broken windows, open locks, reminders of the youth we lost
In trying so hard to look away from you
we followed white lines to the sunset
I crash my car everyday the same way

Time to let this pass
(the time it takes, the time it takes to let go)
Time runs through our veins.
(it starts and stops and starts and stops again)
We don't stand a chance in this threadbare time
(to take time to break the cycle)

Staring at the setting sun
No reason to come back again
The twlight world in blue and white
The needle and the damage done

I dont want to feel this way forever
A dead letter marked return to sender

The broken watch you gave me turns into a compass
It's hands still point to the same time 12:03, our last goodbye

So push the seats back a little further
Roll the windos down and take a breath
I can see the headlights coming
They paint the world in red and broken glass
The spinning hubcaps set the tempo for the music of a broken window
When the lights are on and the cameras click
We open up the lens to broken glass and it's over in a flash

I'll never understand
Understanding in a car crash

to moonn6pence from shootingstar




In this room I'm sitting by your side.
It rains for hours and the phone is off its hook.
Standing on the edge, casting lots to set me up before you knock me down,
off the summer's edge and drown me.
We're betting on our own lives, making up for all the time we lost.
In this house of cards we're all holding hearts and spades
(one breath, one step could knock it all down)
but you lead with your eyes and you give it away
(decide, design to cut from the clouds).
When the people you love get lost in the shuffle,
you let it go and then you fold.
So we stay on the open road.
We drive for hours and still no end in sight at all.
Driving in your car, miss the stop sign, fall in love, just to get knocked out.
Pull your punches and burn with your cigarettes.
Pulled like a punch and burnt like a cigarette?
forever.

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

City of blue tile.
Figure in ceramics.
Where we reach out.
Grab for porcelain.

But it's too fragile to hold.
And it shatters in our hands.
In time the seasons will seal these shards.
Into the slits that denote your wrists.

Death is the answer.
To calculations composed of motions that are the same.
And secret and different
A missing alphabet with a message for us.

When people die.
(die,die!)
They take a piece of us with them.
(people die and die!)
And holes in clouds are minutes passing.
(die and die!)
Rescind this line and several ties.
(people die and die everyday!)
The skyline unfolds into explanation.

That sometimes words give up.
And silently walk off the edge of the page.
And here the cry opens up reveals the word inside.
The crack in the porcelain.

The silent line of sky-lit eyes show.
Death up there shine more brightly than lives down here.
Try and live.

I sewed it up Stitched all these dead end streets
Into the sewn up seams of my heartstrings unwind(unwound)
Like a petal pulled from an open flower.
Surrounds by fields where children sign but don't make a sound and don't

Break it off
This searching for what we may never find
And that says it all.
I hope that we will make it through..

The heartbreak that comes with just living through one day
All the good times that past and all the friends we lose in a lifetime on our way.

Here in this life we seem so lost.
On this side of brightness we don't know where to go.

I hope that we can make it
Through this night.

We listened to the open sound your voice projected on the radio dial
Lie with me I said and lying's what she always did and always will.
All these thoughts keep leading back to him.

And no signs from Cinema.
No city skyline.
No paper scraps and no unfolding at five o' clock
Your voice skips as it always did and always will
All these thoughts keep leading back

It's the light from your sunless room
Scattered in pieces all around you.
Recession of these thoughtless forms
Reciting every line as a way of life and a way of death in time
We heard Ian Curtis kill himself again in your bed.

In these 24 hours we stretched into a room filled with "Heart and Soul."
This is the way.
Step inside and march in the procession of empty hearts.
Love has torn us apart.
It's a part of me a part of you in time we're falling apart together.

It's just the southern road that you leave by and open windows in your car.
It's the breathing of the city that says leave me behind.

Forget tomorrow side with the open road.
Pulled apart for you.
In the window unlocked and left open.
For the rising sun taking you back home.

If we never meet again it would be too soon.
I'm glad I ran from you and now my life's a mess.
And I'll have to admit that I have made a mistake.
And every path that I take has lead me right back to here.
And I never should have left.

It's just the second chance that I dreamt of.
When you took me into your lives.
But there's a peak we have to climb over.
so get a running start.

Sitting here.
Waiting a year.
Hoping for something to change your mind
and in this time I'll see that this is all we have.
Before I leave I'm opening that door in my house.
To face the ones I've left behind.
Portrait of a man who stayed.
His face is folded up and grayed.
But there's something in his eyes that tells me this is the life for me.

This sunlight cutting through the open fields.
Can't be communicated by radio waves.
And through this flashlight keyhole memory.
Receive a thousand signals and can't respond.

So keep your hands to yourself.
And relay the message to your friends that nothing's wrong.
Reverse reception on this lifeless satellite.
Push this button.
End the transmission.

So keep your hands to yourself
In this transit station reconnection to our lives.
In transit like my voice cutting through this line.

It's the same old song broadcasted on the radio.
Saying I'm not worth your time.
End the transmission.

This absence is making relations come undone
it's breaking air waves I'm losing you in the transmission..

You told me on your birthday all the things that this place had done to you.
And in the streets you walk.
You hide your face because they don't believe that it's true.
They say it doesn't happen that often.
But it's happening right now.

I'm writing you this letter to let you know I'm not alright.
And in this city the streets are paved with hate
And you cry yourself to sleep tonight.
And say "no, there aren't enough love songs in the sky."
You counted down the days till you could say "Bye-bye, city, bye-bye"
You're walking down on Union
You see the roads and know they're apart of you.

They say it doesn't happen that often
But it's happening right now.

I'm writing you a second time.
To let you know nothing here has changed.
The streets are still paved with hate.
So you can cry yourself to sleep tonight.

Will you look back on this night
As the day that ruined your life.
Will you look back on these city streets and say,
"Oh, God, where are you?"
In these city streets I hide my face.
I turn away when you look at me
And every night when I try and sleep.
I feel your hands all over my body.

You stripped away the street signs and shot out all the stop lights.
If you smashed away all the building what would you have left?

The angels sing of someone coming down
To wake us from a sleep thats broken
Deeply wont shut up again
Must be some sort of sign for us
That things are going to change

Its hard to dream
Well you'll try hard
In this half hearted minute
You sleep alone
Its hard to dream
If you're a ghost
Its only a matter of time
Before we fade out

The phone is ringing in my head again
I'm too scared to pick up
The fear that this is the call I've been waiting for
Could be some sort of sign for me
That its time for me to change

Its the turning clock
That happens every night
And if we dont stop soon
We will never wake up again
Computers lie
They keep us in our lives
If im paranoid
Its because they're watching us
The phone is tapped

Mountain ranges
Morning red bathed ridges
Stab up at the trembling blue horizon
Grey slides lazily off rooftops
Lands on the incandescent ground and dies
A flock of little men touch down on the thin surface of porchlight
Dawn's footsoldiers return to march the twilight across our faces
Skylights ignite and explode
Scattering shards of april around the room
No one even lives here
We're too busy crashin our cars every morning in the same house
Paving the same roads
Unwilling to walk them
And even when we extend ourselves, its only to be included
In a moment that stands still
And so often we don't struggle to improve conditions
We struggle for the right to say "We improved conditions"
And so often we form communities
Only to use them as exclusionary devices
And we forget that somewhere man is beside himself with grief
And somewhere people are calling for teachers
And no one's answering
Somewhere a man stands, walks across the room, and breaks his nose against the door
And somewhere these people are keeping records
And writing a book
For now we can call it "The Book About the Basic Flaw
Or "The Book About the Letter A"
Or "Any Title That a Book About a Man That No One Cares About Might Have"
And as we turn the pages we call out the sounds of nothing
The sounds of a vanishing alphabet
Standing here waiting

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

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

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.

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.

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

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

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

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...

...

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!

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

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.

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

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

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

5-4-3-2-1 Lets start a fire.
Burn this town from inside out.
Till no ones left alive.
And you can’t feel the rhythm of your steps when you hit the street.
Sixteen is so far away from here, when you’re counting every step.
5-4-3-2 what are you waiting for?
The train is catching up, keep on running don’t look back.
Cause its 10-9-8-7 everybody’s coming to burn this city, burn this city down tonight.
Leave it all behind.
All his life he lived in this same house.
Same white fence surrounding him, he swore he would get out.
But he can’t cause his foot got caught in between in the rails.
And all his friends were all up ahead
They can’t hear him yelling, yelling for some help.
And it’s much too late to call the doctor now.
This town is full of sympathies; we’re drowning in it all.
5-4-3-2 What are you waiting for?
The train is catching up, keep on running don’t look back.
Cause its 10-9-8-7 everybody’s yelling to burn this city, burn this city down tonight.
Leave it all behind.
This is the sound of the gate coming down, no flashing lights, no warning.
When we press our ears to the ground we feel the shake.
But it’s under the skin, so we welt like violets.
Can’t get up, to put the petals in their place.
5-4-3-2 What are you waiting for?
Burn this city, burn this city tonight.

What have you done?
You followed footsteps in the dark
You found your faith
Left out behind your father’s car
You said, “there’s no one watching over me, over you it’s always out of reach”
I’m sick instead, write it into
Oh my God, where are we now?
Fractured lies
Dissolving like sugar in the sacrament
If it was just one night
Then we would be relieved
Tie this knot between our teeth
Keep tearing open bottles
Let it be
Tonight
Where have you gone?
Off with the friends you couldn’t keep
Your mother’s arms
Fill up with all the empty needs
So the ______ slide out to bring her in
Comfort her
And it’s always comforting
When they start to sing,
[The same old?]
“Holy, Holy, lift up your dress. Feel your body
Dissolving like sugar in the sacrament”
If it was just one night
Then you could be redeemed
Tie this sin between your teeth
Make hollow promises we’ll never keep
Tonight
This is all we’ve ever known of God
Fight with me
Let me touch you now
This is all we’ve ever known of God
Fight with me
Let me touch you now!

We were safe, now we're paralyzed
Suspended in flight
At this speed it makes no difference
Where I start or where I end
Or if you're sitting in an emergency aisle
We could be dead, complete the equation
Our names are x and n
We have no value in these calculations
Placed on a plane pointed straight down
Traveling at five hundred feet per second
Five thousand feet from the ground
How long will it take us to hit?
How fast until we start the disintegration?
Don't die now
Just keep moving
Don't stop now
Just keep moving
How fast will it take us to hit?
How long until we start the disintegration?
We could be safe, now, forever
Falling in the clean blue air
Somewhere between the sun that gives us light
And the ground that puts it out
And we kneel in the aisles
Press our hands together
Close our eyes, speak these words so softly to the blackbox
And it goes
""Mother, father can you hear this?
I want to thank you for all your sweetness.
I'm not coming home, never coming home again.""

We walk alone
Till the end of night
It's suicide
But we will overcome
Another life
Swinging in the breeze
The southern trees
And the strangest route
Follow the path, the straight and narrow (hand and hand)
Our roads are paved with broken arrows
We will overcome
We will overcome
Our fathers plant arms in foreign soil
Our brothers die
No one knows
Where it ends (between the crosshairs)
Our lives (weave a thousand deaths around us)
Follow the path, the straight and narrow (hand and hand)
Our roads are paved with broken arrows
We will overcome
We will overcome
Follow the path, the straight and narrow (hand and hand)
Our roads are paved with broken arrows
We will overcome
If no one sleeps tonight
We will overcome
If no one sleeps tonight
We will wait for this
We waited too long
To see the Promised land
We can’t wait no more
We will stand up at the Promised land
We will overcome
Overcome

There was a sound
Split all the heavens apart
In on the northern view
Out on the southern spark
Oh I'll be with you running from the rain
When it reaches the end of the line
See myself reflected on the broken glass
As the gates come crashing down
There is blood on the tracks tonight
And rust inside our veins
We will make it time before the storm
Running behind me
There were some younger kids who followed the tracks that day
It was a passing afternoon that came and took them away
So we forgot our names lying in the tall grass under the billboard dreams
Oh I'll be with you running from the rain
When it reaches the end of the line
See myself reflected on the broken glass
As the gates come crashing down
There is blood on the tracks tonight
And rust inside our veins
We will make it time before the storm
It's running on. It's running out.
It's running on. It's running out.
Away, away, away. Running from the rain.
Away, away, away. Running from the rain.
I need to get them out
It's the right time to crash is it not?
You were all counting down, running on
Running from the rain
On the rearview mirror can you take it away?
You got that car you brought on me
Keep running knowing that you were coming back
Running from the rain

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
K-I-S-S (out on this street) I need someone to spell it out
You know our love's not unconditional

Sitting alone in the dark of a stadium
He whispers his secrets into a cheap guitar
With the flick of his wrist he turns words into melodies
Chords into church bells, fill up the allies
Lovers intwine in the heat of the night
And by dawn are apart in the shivering silences
We will pretend
That its all just made up

The songs that he writes
Are too personal
He cant play them for anyone

When hes all alone, the lovesong writer sings
Ooooh
Can anyone, hear me now?
No one hears him now
So he stumbles through syllables, cut from their sentences
Lost letters call to him, deep in the alphabet
"Please give us meaning"
Pose for me now
You're the broken heart
You're the sigh in the back of the throat
And on the other side
You're the queen of spades
You're the sound that she makes on her way
Theres always a way out
Theres always a way out

When hes all alone, the lovesong writer sings
Ooooh
Can anyone, hear me now?
But no one hears at all

The lovesong writer sits all alone
When he hears the sound of the knock at the door
50 red roses, falling apart
In the hands of someone that you scraped in and left behind
All of the others strolled up and showed up at your door
Staring you down, they said
Sing for me, sing for me, sing for me now
Sing for me, sing for me, sing for me now
We already are

We stare into the blinding light
to see whats between us
it's red and it's white
like lies, like lipstick on last-look good-byes
the substance assimilating to watch the bodies burst into a string of lights when there's nothing left the party crashes and the rings come out from all the jacket pockets into the blinding light

The fire is dying out
and there's nothing left to burn except ourselves
the cinema speaks as you take off your clothes and burst into dissimilation
just let your body burst into a streak of light when there's nothing left
the wedding crashes and the rings fall off roll out the bedroom window into the blinding light

please someone help me--take away my lonliness, please someone fill me--take away my emptiness, please someone touch me--take away my longing and please someone, please someone, please someone show me the light...

and the rings fall out like a silver snowfall into the blinding light.

just make your body burst into single line
when there's nothing left the heart rate crashes
and the rings fall out as we turn each other into the blinding light

white night coming down
silent armies all around
deep sleep covering
enemies in clean white sheets

(The sky went off-white, it snowed for fourteen years years, the sunlight splintered into all our darkest fears.)

The leaves will fall
And so will you
When you do, bury me under them too
Seconds pass; we’ll make it through
Eventually we all go home
It won’t be long
It won’t be long

We walk along the wire tied between horizons
You close your eyes like it’s nothing at all
Throughout the rise and fall, everything, everything
Changes, I will be here when you die

It won’t be long
It won’t be long
Until we find our way home

Did you hear the trumpets play the day your father died?
Did a violin swell those circles under your eyes?
Did you play the part straight, like a marcher?
Get lost in the beat, thinking and feeling
Did the drums in the streets make the people dance?
Or fall to their knees as the sound?
Knock the leaves from the trees
As they fall from the branch, the look beautiful
As they hung in the air

Spinning around
Did you float in the air?
Spinning around

There must be somewhere that cigarettes burn through the night
And the leaves don’t abandon their trees to the light
Where the skies always clear
And the summer never ends

Won’t you take me there?

The leaves will fall
So will you
When you do, bury me
Under them too
Seconds pass; we’ll make it through

Eventually we all are going home