Có 14 tác phẩm của tác giả Thursday

 Asleep in the Chapel 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
Three chalk outlines sleep in the dirty street And in our beds, under the sheets They're the halo of guilt hanging around your neck Next to the rosary you count…

 Between Rupture and Rapture 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
In the veins of the ultraviolet light, the phosphorus is starting a fire Shooting up in the iodine; Its turning on (rupture) rupture the wall around my heart I feel…

 Division Street 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
Lights out on Division St. and all the hate that rises through the cracks in the pavement, as the temperature falls. (giving it's way through the cracks) Lights out on…

 I Am No Killer 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
Tuesday wakes up silent And there aren't enough pills to sleep Cut it And then it cuts out like miswired shortwave radio It's over But nothing can change to make…

 Marches and Maneuvers 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
This is a war we live. and the sides are drawn, sides are drawn. We're all wrapped up in fatigues and they wear us out, wear us out. There is…

 Signals Over The Air 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
this is what you see when you look in my direction and (contest in courses. draw this tide like ours.) this is how it feels calling out what no one…

 Understanding in a Car Crash 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
Splintered Peice of glass Fall in the sea gets cold Been trying so hard to look away form you We followed white lines to the sunset I crash my car…

 Autobiography of a Nation 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
Write the words back down inside: We have burned their villages And all the people in them died And we adopt their customs And everything they say we steal. All…

 Concealer 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
With fists raised high in tightened hearts, The room explodes and now This blood is on your hands and There is no time for a second chance to Paint my…

 For The Workforce, Drowning 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
Falling from the top floor your lungs fill like parachutes windows go rushing by. The people inside they're dressed for the funeral in black and white. These ties strangle our…

 I1100 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
We'll all look the same someday And even now the robot starts to think. I wonder what it dreams . The tide is high on fourteenth street the rain some…

 Paris in Flames 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
Now it's time to wrap our fears in the night And on the first day I'll dress this city in flames After the things you say You hate me for…

 This Song Brought To You By A Falling Bomb 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
Do you hear the jet plane yawning mile across the sky? Do you hear the garbage truck back down the boulevard, setting off the car alarms as it passes by?…

 War All The Time 

 Thursday | 13 năm trước
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…