This Side Of Brightness Thursday

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.

This Side Of Brightness (Demo) Thursday

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

Thursday Cosmicity

Conversation enters the shallow zone I feel so alone on this side of the Booth We both play stupid as our feet collide I watch her eyes for clues i always find Sometimes life calls for strange Solutions

The Other Side Of The Crash/Over And Out Of (Control) Thursday

The lights go down, outside Before our cars collide And so we silhouette ourselves For these shades of fire Do you know where this is leading?

Paris In Flames Thursday

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

M. Shepard Thursday

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

Streaks In The Sky Thursday

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.

Standing On The Edge Of Summer Thursday

In this room, sitting by your side Cause it rains for hours and the phone is off its hook Standing on the edge casting lights to set me up Before you knock me down Summers edge and drown me Betting

Thursday Life Of Agony

You know, don't you have a decent pair of pants you can put on? You look like a...a PIG walking in the street! Your hands, your face-filthy! You disgust me! I can't believe you live in this house!

The Other Side Of The Crash/ Over And Out (Of Control) Thursday(써스데이)

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?

Thursday Morphine

We used to meet every Thursday Thursday Thursday in the afternoon For a couple of beers and a game of pool We used to go to a motel a motel A motel across the street And the name of the motel was the Wagon

Sweet Thursday Matt Costa

I'm waiting in the pines I'm waiting in the forest Pilon at my side The treasure lies before us And so we started walking We knew they couldn't harm us And how the wind is crying When misty morning dawn

Thursday The Futureheads

It's twenty-four years since we've had this curse So find it in your hearts to put to you You should feel like it's all okay But everyday it still feels like a Thursday You should feel like it's all okay

As He Climbed The Dark Mountain Thursday

I've watched him walk away to climbed the endless shallow side. I've watched him holding on. it was a thousand years, a thousand dreams, a thousand endings with no goodbye.

The Lovesong Writer Thursday

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

Sugar In The Sacrament Thursday

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

River Of Brightness Roddy Frame

At the end of it all, neath the moons watchful eye, I wanna be judged next to you cos to the beat of my heart, You set a small revolution, No one ever touched me so surely Its a veil drawn aside And revealed

Counting 5-4-3-2-1 Thursday

We'll 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.

Marches and Maneuvers Thursday

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.

Division Street Thursday

(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...

Between Rupture and Rapture Thursday

In the veins of of the ultraviolet light The phosphor is starting a fire Shooting up in the iodine It's turning on Rupture the wall around my heart I feel so lost I've been shaking You can't save

Tomorrow I'll Be You Thursday

In the circuit The frequency's breaking up The speakers can barely move This is not a test Tune to the broadcast Witness the jetlag Look in the mirror Adjust the V-hold Shatter the lens Pull out

Inside Out Thursday

A little sympathy for you to waste on me I know you're faking it but that's okay And I don't want to drag it out Don't want to bring you down I never wanted it to end this way Even if I wanted to

The Dotted Line Thursday

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

Telegraph Avenue Kiss Thursday

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

Understanding In A Car Crash Thursday

splintered piece of glass falls in the seat and gets caught broken windows, open locks: reminders of the youth we lost in trying so hard to look away from you we followed white lines into the sunset

This Song Brought to You By a Falling Bomb Thursday

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?

Steps Ascending Thursday

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

Signals Over the Air Thursday

this is what you see when you look in my direction: incandescent corsets draw eyes tight like wires.

Ian Curtis Thursday

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.

Porcelain Thursday

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.

Thursday Plug In Stereo

those things that happened before you left and had to go I love you and I know that goes unsaid but I wanted to let you know It's sad to say that life goes on cause I wish you would go on too No chunk of

A Hole In The World Thursday

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.

Division St. Thursday

and all the heat that rises through the cracks in the pavement as the temperature falls (this is where it hit the ground) Lights out on division street ... repeating Divide to the memories (the

Dying In New Brunswick Thursday

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.

Dying In New Brunswick (Demo) Thursday

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

Asleep in the Chapel Thursday

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

Thursday Asobi Seksu

On gentle ground I waited for you In drops of dew I wished that were you With heavy hands I reached out for you My skin soaking wet My eyes searched for you It seems you lost your way You\'ve

For the Workforce, Drowning Thursday

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

At This Velocity Thursday

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

In Transmission Thursday

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.

We Will Overcome Thursday

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

Shine in Your Heart 유원재

By your side, let fears slide away far, In your heart, I wish to be the only star. Tell me of the tears on cloudy days, Through all those moments, I’ll stay always.

Look For The Silver Lining (Instrumental) Chet Baker

As I wash my dishes, I'll be following a plan Til I see the brightness in every pot and pan I am sure this point of view will ease the daily grind So I'll keep repeating in my mind: Look for the silver

Evacuate Thursday

Conditions are getting worse And there's nothing left I can do Gonna leave while I can I'm gonna... with or without you It never used to be like this before But it's something I just can't ignore I'm gonna

War All the Time Thursday

war all of the time in the shadow of the new york skyline we grew up to fast falling apart like the ashes of american flags and were blowing in the wind we dont know, where to land so we kiss like

War all of the time Thursday

Standing on the edge of the palisades cliffs In the shadow of the skyline very far away A lightning rod that couldnâ

Where The Circle Ends Thursday

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

Thursday EXO-CBX (첸백시)

뭔가 무르익기 전의 그런 느낌이 좋아 또 뭔가 일상적인 느낌이 좋아 넌 나와 닿을 듯 말 듯한 거리를 선뜻 안 줄여 주는 것 같은데 왜 이리 더 좋아지나 너무 완벽한 이 균형 속에서 oh 날 너에게로 기울인다 중심이 자꾸 무너진다 꾹 참아온 잘 다져온 내 마음이 이렇게 쏟아진다 oh 오후를 지난 내 마음은 자정을 향해 다가서고 Story will be...

Thursday The Weeknd

I love her, today Cause it's wednesday, I won't be late I don't need to know if you're feeling when I'm free Not on monday, tuesday, wednesday, friday, saturday Sunday but on thursday thursday Not on monday