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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 Brightness Chiba Shoya Through the storm, take control No fear, Brightness 冷たい雨に打たれても 鋭い風受け止めていく Understand,Understand,簡単じゃないって 決して,決して,俯かないで 誇り高く　そう　Blooming Striving, Burn into your memory 揺るがない想いが光を抱きしめる　so wonder Show me 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 White Bikes Thursday White bikes on the side of the road Last night I heard a crash on 22 And you were never the same Did you forget your name as the pedals turned and the road unspooled ahead? 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 Bright Side Up Studio Thursday Coffee's strong, the sky is clear Took a breath, the world feels near Shoes untied, but I don’t care There’s good air everywhere No checklist, no perfect line Just today, and it feels fine Bright side 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? 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