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War All the Time, Thursday
War All The Time
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Release date:

2003

 
Duration: 40:60  
Size, Mb: 56,46  
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1
For The Workforce, Drowning Lyrics
I can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
Yes,It's true.
Baby yes it's true.

When ever we kiss I get to feeling like this .
I get to wishing That there were two of you.
My heart crys out,more Baby.
Its feels so nice.
I want your arms to wrap around me twice.

I can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
Right or wrong.
Baby right or wrong

When you had to go I hated the thought
I only wish the night was twice as long.
My heart crys out, more baby.
I love you so much.
I wish that there were more of you touch.

I cant get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
Yeah.

When ever we kiss I get to feeling like this.
I get to feeling like there were two of you.
My heart crys out,more baby.
I love you so much.
I wish that there were more of you to touch.

I cant get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby
I can't get enough of you baby.
03:16 192 4,50 0.10
2
Between Rupture And Rapture Lyrics
In the veins 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 me
(forget what the doctor said).
every bird in mid-flight is calling out your name
before it hits the window
and sings the rapture.

without a second opinion,
the chemicals saturate to counteract the code.
through the double-helix we are twisting
(too scared to let this go).
someone call the head nurse.
she's coming to the capitol
to wrap us up and throw us in the dirt
with a dream that's turning off.

we are coming to the Capitol.
the distance between us will rupture.
in our hearts the disease won't touch us.

love,
now it's too late to turn this off.

alone is all we are, even when we we feel this close,
it's just a lie we believe...
these are the words that escape from our lungs,
rupture the wall I've built around my heart.
I've been shaking.
you can't save me, I'm turning off.

we can't find a way out of this moment.
we're lost in a dark hallway.
03:03 192 4,21 0.10
3
Division St. Lyrics
lights out on Division St.
and all the hate that rises through the cracks in the pavement
as the temperature falls (this is where it hits the ground).
lights out on Division St. I'm repeating
"goodbye" to the memories, the fever that will not break.
the night is pouring down, it's not enough to put this out.
I'll burn up before I wake up on Division St.

this is serious.
this is serious.
if this is serious I'll hide my heart in dark parades.

lights out on Division St.
I held you tight like an empty bottle
but the glass broke
and the poison spilled out of your mouth:
hello...hello... is anybody there?
the house turned black and sat in silence
while a mockingbird sang:
"lalalalalala listen to yourself
go on and on as if you spoke to someone else..."

if this is serious I'll hide my heart in dark parades,
to dance between the scissors' blades
without getting cut.

I drew an X on your city's name.
lights out. black out.
blow out the candle again.
spin the room around.
fall down. pass out. get up.
I can't keep repeating.

between the footsteps I hear crickets in the tress,
a silent army marching with me through a swarm of bees.
a needle dragged across a record, slowing down.
along Division St. the lights were dying out.
endless rows of houses stretched on for miles and miles and miles...
turn the windows black.

lights out.
turn the windows black.
04:15 192 5,84 0.10
4
Signals Over The Air Lyrics
this is what you see
when you look in my direction:
incandescent corset
draw eyes tight, like wires.
this is how it feels,
calling out but no one even hears
the signals that we send over the air.

when you say my name,
I want to slit it from your lips
and hide like whispers in the rain.
when you say my name,
I want to stop it in your lungs
and collect all of your blood to put in the radio.

is this how it feels
when you don't even fit into your own skin?
and it's getting tighter,
every day I'm getting smaller.
if I keep holding my breath I'm going to disappear.

there's nowhere to hide.
they stole the love from our lives to put the sex on the radio.

if I keep holding my breath,
all of this will fade away.
if you keep driving we'll be lying in the wreck,
changing the shape,
folding like an envelope to keep each other in.
shattered glass, broken looks and mascara get washed away by windshield wiper blades.

that's where we hide the love and lies and sex, on the radio
04:11 192 5,74 0.10
5
Marches And Maneuvers Lyrics
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.
if we fly a white flag,
under a black and blue sky,
will the red sun rise?
(the tastes of your kerosene lips burn me up)
the glare from your enemy sights make me go blind/
blinds divide the sunlight into thin strips,
the size of a blade,
in this trench that we dig for ourselves.
fourscore and fade.
glare with the enemy heat of the bodies in the bed.
there's no retreat.

this is a war we live in.
now we're up in arms,
with our heads pressed against the wall
(and it's wearing thin).
these are the screams
we swallow,
if we fly a white flag
under a black and blue sky...

this is our war.
administer the pill
before the cell divides
(keep marching--keep fighting)
and we'll both go down like toy soldiers.
threats and picket lines
are forming around our beds
and the landmines in our chests will all go off in time.
if we trip each other into this,
do you think we'll find a way out?
we've synthesized a compound to treat this conscience,
it's:

one part loss,
one part no sleep,
one part the gun shot we heard,
one part the screams mistaken for laughter,
one part everything after,
one part love,
one part stepping out of the driving rain,
one part parting ways,
in the cold apartment. don't look back,
just keep running down the stairs.
do you hear the footsteps?
can you hear the voices in the traffic,
communiques in the attic?
they say, after time,
all this will heal,
we will rebuild and these broken arms will mend
themselves
in our
embrace.
04:28 192 6,13 0.10
6
Asleep In The Chapel Lyrics
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, falling asleep

and we're praying
to treat 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 lampposts so that our shadows turn into bright lights
"white light, white heat" we'll make
as we're blacking out in the center lane,
we swerve to the beat, spill all the ink no revisions
do you hear the church bells ringing?

wake up!! wake up in an outline and try to speak
with the shattered voice of the lives we lead...
have we slept too long
between the bullet holes in a stained-glass window state?

when we repent,
we fall on the page
(read, in the margins)
we are the symptoms of letting go of all our hope.

someday we'll be complete like modern saints,
baptize our kids in gasoline
and hang our doubts up in cathedrals
so that they turn to faith in the colored sunlight.
"red rain, red rain" we'll make
as we're blacking out in the center lane...
do you hear the church bells ringing?
they ring for you.

we woke up this morning to a street are filled with a thousand burning crosses
and what we thought was the sunrise, just passing headlights

still the choir girls sing,
"oh lord, can you save us?
oh lord, sing hallelujah"

they are the symptoms of letting go of all our hope...
we're falling asleep with open eyes
falling asleep inside the chapel
falling asleep in chalk outlines
falling asleep as the headlights pass us by...
03:46 192 5,18 0.10
7
This Song Brought To You By A Falling Bomb Lyrics
do you hear the jet plane yawning miles across the sky?
do you hear the garbage truck back down the boulevard, setting off the car alarms as it passes by?
do you hear the static of one thousand detuned radios?
shut the window, love.
keep the world outside.
I don't want to think about anyone,
but the footsteps are getting louder,
drowning out the sound of the rain as it knocks on the windowsill.
I'm not answering the phone--let it ring.
lately I've been feeling like a falling bomb.
the ground is getting closer
and the sky is falling down.
this song has been brought to you by a falling bomb.
02:16 192 3,12 0.10
8
Steps Ascending Lyrics
Steps ascend to a loaded gun.
The scent of matches hangs in the air
(A lit one flickers out in a heartbeat).
We don't want to see this:
A flash of light that's letting go
Of an empty bullet case,
By the time it hits the ground,
He's out of reach, (let go, let go)
Out of reach, (let go, let go)
Out of reach, (let go, let go)
Out of reach, (let go, let go)
Out of reach.

The wolves are closing in.
There's no room left to make amends but
Do you remember when we'd fly that kite so high?

All the time we've wasted,
Spent fighting
Will burn
In the fire our regrets
All the time we've wasted,
Spent fighting,
It's blood
And it's running down the stairs.

Freeze the frame
Between the gun shot and the hole it makes.
A spinning bullet hangs in the middle.
There's no way to stop it,
It will surely hit the mark.
You can try to understand
But I'm giving up,
Giving up,
Giving up.
The synapse fires,
It's right in time.
I'm giving up, (giving up)
Giving up, (giving up)
Giving up.
This should always stay out of reach,
Out of reach, (let go, let go)
Out of reach, (let go, let go)
Out of reach, (let go, let go)
Out of reach, (let go, let go).

The wolves are closing in.
There's no room left to make amends but
Do you remember when we'd fly that kite so high?

All the time we've wasted,
Spent fighting
Will burn
In the fire our regrets
All the time we've wasted,
Spent fighting,
It's blood,
It's running down the stairs.

I ran down the stairs and into the garden,
Put both my hands into the soil.
In the spring, you will bloom,
Like her heart, through the blouse, in the back of the ambulance,
As it turned and turned down the streets
(One more turn, won't you come back to me?)
As it turned its red lights,
You were turning into red roses,
Red roses,
Red roses,
Red roses,
I'm not giving up.
04:27 192 6,11 0.10
9
War All The Time Lyrics
standing on the edge of the Palisades' Cliffs
in the shadow the skyline
it seemed very far away
like a lightning rod that couldn't pull the storm from me -
when I was five years old,
my best friend's older brother died.
he fell from these cliffs
and the river washed him away, the current pulled him downstream and our lives float in the headlines.
so we park these cars in our parents' garage to listen to the lullaby
of carbon monoxide:

war all of the time
in the shadow of the New York skyline.
we grew up too fast
now we're falling like the ashes of American flags

if the sun doesn't rise we'll replace it with an H-bomb explosion,
a painted jail cell of light in the sky
like three-mile-island nightmares on TVs that sing us to sleep.
they burn on an on like an oil field
or a memory of what it felt like
to burn on and on and not just fade away
all those nights in the basement
the kids are still screaming
"on and on and on and on......."

and we're blowing in the wind.
we don't know where to land
so we kiss like little kids-
we used to be very tall buildings but we've been falling
for so long.
now your eyes are a sign on the edge of town,
they offer a welcome, when you are leaving.

when the pieces fall it's like a last-day parade
and the fires in our streets start to rage
so wave to those people who long to wave back
from the fabric of a flag that sang
love all of the time.
04:33 192 6,26 0.10
10
M. Shepard Lyrics
the stage is set to rip the wings
from a butterfly.
the stage is set, don't forget to breathe,
between the lines
if the whole world dies,
then it's safe to take the stage.
these graves will stretch like landing strips ----
hospitals: all dead museums,
we won't have to be afraid anymore.
the crowd is growing silent
with the gathering storm.

when the curtain falls
and you're caught on the other side
(just trying to keep up the act),
we'll lie in the back of black cars,
with the windows rolled up.
joining the procession of emptiness.

if we say these words,
it will be too late to take them back.
so we hold our breath and fold our hands, like paper planes
(and we're going to crash).
we don't have to be alone
ever again.
there's a riot in the theater.
someone's standing the aisles,
yelling that murderers are everywhere
and they're lining up,
carving the M in your side.

pull the curtain back.
kill all the houselights.
pin the dress lotus flowers.
the silk is spinning
around and around, with the ceiling fan.
I'm disappearing into the spotlight.
I'm on display,
with the butterfly
and the scarecrow.

with smiles like picket fences,
you tie us all up and leave us outside.
"that voice is silent now, the boat has sunk..."
we're on our own
but we're not
going
to
run
02:41 192 3,69 0.10
11
Tomorrow I'll Be You Lyrics 04:07 192 5,68 0.10