Thursday - A City By The Light Divided lyrics
- The Other Side Of The Crash/Over And Out (Of Control)
- Counting 5-4-3-2-1
- Sugar In The Sacrament
- At This Velocity
- We Will Overcome
- Arc-Lamps, Signal Flares, A Shower Of White (The Light)
- Running From The Rain
- Telegraph Avenue Kiss
- The Lovesong Writer
- Into The Blinding Light
- Autumn Leaves Revisited
The Other Side Of The Crash/Over And Out (Of Control)
The lights go down outside,
Before our cars collide
So we silhouette ourselves
In forty shades of fire
Do you know where this is leading?
I'll meet you there
On the other side of the crash
On the other side of the glass
All our friends have fallen out,
Can't look us in the eye,
Then I hear that broken sound;
It happens when we're all alone inside,
in the middle of the night
I hear your voice and I feel ashamed
every time you say:
"Car crash came and car crash went,
So I went along with it"
Well girl your love's not coming back
And you'll never be the same
Don't look away!
I need to know if this is real.
Don't look away.
And the hospital ward sleeps through the surgery,
There are needles in the drawers for emergency,
Where outside they wait in the pouring rain,
On the other side of the glass
Don't look away!
I need to know if this is real.
Don't look away.
I need to know, when will this end?
The IV drips, the days drag on,
Adjust the light switch in the hall,
Maybe the X-Ray screen keeps it from getting dark,
The bulb burns out when it gets too hot
Keep crashing this car, over and over,
Keep crashing this car, over and over,
Keep crashing this car, over and over!
Keep crashing this car till it spins out of control,
So hold me close or I might disappear this time,
Out of control,
Like currents in the water we can't let go of the shore
We've lost control.
Counting 5-4-3-2-1
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 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
Sugar In The Sacrament
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 lines
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 saints 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
At This Velocity
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
And close our eyes, speak these words
so softly to the black box
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 Will Overcome
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
Arc-Lamps, Signal Flares, A Shower Of White (The Light)
(Instrumental)
Running From The Rain
There was a sound, split all the heavens apart
On the northern wind, out in a southern spark
Oh, I will be with you, running from the rain
When it reaches the end of the line
I see myself reflected in broken glass
As the gates come crashing down
There is blood on the tracks tonight
And rust inside our veins
Will it ache every time I hear 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
underneath the billboard dreams
Oh, I will be with you, running from the rain
When it reaches the end of the line
I see myself reflected in broken glass
As the gates come crashing down
There is blood on the tracks tonight
And rust inside our veins
Will it ache every time I hear the storm?
It's running all over
It's running all over
It's running all over
It's running all over me.
Running from the rain
See the steam in the distant hills
See the rooftops glitter in the sun
Hear the summer counting down,
Running out, running from the rain
Operator, Operator, did you lose your way
when you got that call your brother made?
You're sick of running and you know it's true
you're coming back,
running from the rain
Telegraph Avenue Kiss
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
The Lovesong Writer
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 entwine in the heat of the night,
and by dawn are apart in the shivering silences.
We will pretend that it's all just made up.
(The songs that he writes)
are too personal,
he cant play them for anyone.
When hes all alone, the love song 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 love song writer sings
"Ooooh can anyone, hear me now?"
But no one hears at all.
The love song 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.
Into The Blinding Light
We stare into the blinding light
To see what's 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 for 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 loneliness
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 the sunlight splintered into all our darkest fears)
Autumn Leaves Revisited
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