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    Thursday- Paris in flames lyrics

    Post  xemoxlovexforeverx on Sun Feb 15, 2009 2:45 pm

    Now it's time to wrap our fears in the night
    And on the first day I'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 skips and you're not holding the needle

    We all sing the songs of separation
    And we watch our lives bleed out through our hands
    That's how it was on the first day
    When we saw Paris in Flames

    Rain, rain down
    I think it's going to rain, rain down [x2]
    I think it's going to rain
    I think it's going to rain, rain down [x3]
    I think it's going to rain

    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

    We all sing the songs of separation
    And we watch our lives bleed out through our hands
    That's how it was on the first day
    When we saw Paris in Flames

    The lower east side is a jukebox playing the deadman's crescendo
    The needle is a vector
    An intersection that we all must cross
    A dimly lit hallway where shadows of moths decorate the walls
    Discard this message
    Discard this message
    Discard this message
    (Burn this city down, down...)

    Discard this message
    Throw this bottle back into the ocean
    Rip this page from the history books
    Smash all the street signs
    Erase all the maps
    Forget my name
    Forget my face
    Forget my name
    Because it's going to rain (it's going to rain)
    And it never ends

    Rain, rain down
    I think it's going to rain, rain down [x2]
    I think it's going to rain
    I think it's going to rain, rain down [x3]
    I think it's going to rain

    (We all sing the songs of separation
    And we watch our lives bleed out through our hands
    That's how it was on the first day
    We saw Paris in Flames)

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