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Откуда New Brunswick, New Jersey, United States
Жанры Post-punk
Experimental Rock
Годы 1997—н.в.
Лейблы Island Records
Victory Records
Epitaph Records
Eyeball Records
См. также United Nations
Сайт Website
Состав
Geoff Rickly
Tom Keeley
Tim Payne
Tucker Rule
Steve Pedulla
Andrew Everding
Бывшие участники
Bill Henderson



Альбом Thursday


A City By The Light Divided (02.05.2006)
02.05.2006
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Arclamps, Signal Flares, A Shower Of White (The Light) (instrumental)
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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?
I will meet you there
On the other side of the crash
On the other side of the glass

All our friends are falling out
Can't look us in the eye
We're there to hear that broken sound
Happens when we're

All alone inside
In the middle of the night
I hear your voice I feel ashamed
Every time I say it

Car crash came and car crash went
So I went along with it
Girl, you're love's not coming back
You'll never be the same

Don't look away
I need to know
If this is real

In the hospital ward sleeps through the surgery
Hiding needles in the drawers for emergency
While 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
Till in spins out of control
So hold me closer, I might disappear

This time, out of control
Like currents in the water we cannot go off the shore
We lost control

. . .



5-4-3-2-1 Lets start a fire.
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.
The city seems 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 it's 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 the rails.
And all his friends were 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 it's 10-9-8-7 everybody's coming to burn this city, burn this city down
tonight.
Leave it all behind.

Is that 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 wilt 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 [lungs]?
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 [emptiness?]

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
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 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

. . .

Arclamps, Signal Flares, A Shower Of White (The Light)

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. . .



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 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 form 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 in dissimulation.
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...

Please someone - Take away my sadness.
Please someone kill me – tear me up and throw me away.

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

Just make your body burst into single lines.
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 out 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

. . .


I hear the ocean breathing in a sigh.
The seagulls screaming overhead, just out of site.
I see the sun melt slowly in your eyes.
Fall into the dirty water, time after time.

Every single song was once alive, just like the two of us.
We went down to the water's edge.
And now there's nothing but grains of sand.

The signal flashes family from the shore.
Echoes in the distance with, the sound of your voice.
Nothing has ever seemed so far away.
Wave after wave, it's calling me.
Wave after wave after wave...

Every single song was once alive, just like the two of us.
We step into the shallow end to see what love was like.
At the waters edge our lives were shut.
The tide keeps rolling out.
But now we're nothing.
Now you're nothing but grains of sand.

Lalalala...

We left a pain that feels like the end is coming.
Breaking the steps and we say that our lives were always.
Nothing but grains of sand.

. . .


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