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Thursday - Understanding In A Car Crash
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Thursday - Autobiography Of A Nation
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Thursday - Signals Over The Air
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Thursday - War All The Time
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Thursday - As He Climbed the Dark Mountain
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Thursday - At This Velocity
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Thursday - Concealer
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Thursday - Counting 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
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Thursday - Cross Out The Eyes
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Thursday - Into The Blinding Light
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Thursday - Standing On The Edge Of Summer
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Thursday - Steps Ascending
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Thursday - The World is Black and White
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Thursday - This Side of Brightness
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Thursday - !1100
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Thursday - A Darker Forest
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Thursday - A Good Song
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Thursday - A Hole In The World
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Thursday - A Sketch For Time's Arrow
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Thursday - A0001
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Thursday - An Absurd And Unrealistic Dream Of Peace
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Thursday - Application For Release From The Dream
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Thursday - Asleep In The Chapel
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Thursday - Autumn Leaves Revisited
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Thursday - Between Rupture And Rapture
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Thursday - Beyond The Visible Spectrum
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Thursday - Biography Of A Nation
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Thursday - Circuits Of Fever
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Thursday - Common Existence
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Thursday - Dead Songs
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Thursday - Division St.
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Thursday - Dying in New Brunswick
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Thursday - Evacuate
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Thursday - Even Fallen In Love
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Thursday - Even The Sand Is Made Of Sea Shells
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Thursday - Fake Nostalgia
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Thursday - Fast To The End
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Thursday - For The Workforce, Drowning
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Thursday - Friends In The Armed Forces
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Thursday - How Long Is The Night
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Thursday - I Am The Killer
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Thursday - I Hope You're Alone
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Thursday - I1100
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Thursday - Ian Curtis
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Thursday - In Transmission
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Thursday - Jet Black New Year
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Thursday - Ladies And Gentlemen: My Brother, The Failure
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Thursday - Last Call
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Thursday - Love Has Led Us Astray
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Thursday - M.Sheppard
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Thursday - Magnets Caught In A Metal Heart
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Thursday - Marches And Maneuvers
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Thursday - Mass as Shadows
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Thursday - Mother Mary
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Thursday - No Answers
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Thursday - Ny Batteri
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Thursday - Panic On The Streets Of Health Care City
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Thursday - Paris In Flames
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Thursday - Past and Future Ruins
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Thursday - Porcelain
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Thursday - Resuscitation Of A Dead Man
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Thursday - Running From The Rain
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Thursday - Shut Your Mouth
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Thursday - Sparks Against The Sun
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Thursday - Streaks in the Sky
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Thursday - Subway Funeral
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Thursday - Sugar In The Sacrament
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Thursday - Telegraph Avenue Kiss
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Thursday - The Dotted Line
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Thursday - The Dream
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Thursday - The Equation
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Thursday - The Lovesong Writer
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Thursday - The Other Side Of The Crash
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Thursday - The Worst Vow
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Thursday - This Sadness Alone
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Thursday - This Song Brought To You By A Falling Bomb
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Thursday - Tomorrow I'll Be You
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Thursday - Turnpike Divide
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Thursday - Understanding (In A Car Crash)
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Thursday - Unintended Long Term Effects
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Thursday - Untitled 2
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Thursday - Untitled 5
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Thursday - Voices On A String
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Thursday - We Will Overcome
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Thursday - Where the Circle Ends
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Thursday - Wind Up
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Thursday - You Were The Cancer
M.Sheppard
Thursday
(The stage is set)
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 airplanes
(And we're going to crash)
We don't have to be alone
(We don't have to be alone)
Ever again
There's a riot in the theater, someone's standing in the aisles
(Yelling that the murderers)
Are everywhere and they're lining up
(Carving the 'm' in your side)
Stand alone
(This time)
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
The stage is set to rip the wings from the butterfly
Pull the curtain back
Kill all the houselights
Pin the dress of lotus flowers
The silk is psinning round and around with the ceiling fan
I'm disappearing into the spotlight
I'm on display with the butterfly with smiles
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