Thursday - Marches and Maneuvers lyrics
[Thursday - Marches and Maneuvers lyrics]
This is a war we live and the sides are drawn
(the sides are drawn)
And we're all wrapped up in fatigues
And they wear us out (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 taste of your kerosine lips burn me up)
If we fly a white flag under
A black and blue sky, will the red sun rise?
Rise, 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 no retreat
This is a war we live in now we're up in arms
(up in arms)
With our heads pressed against the
Wall and it's wearing thin
(and wearing thin)
These are the screams we swallow
If we fly a white flag under
A black and blue sky, will the red sun rise?
(the taste of your kerosine lips burn me up)
If we fly a white flag under
A black and blue sky, will the red sun rise?
Rise, the glare from your enemy
Sights make me go blind
This is our war
Administer the pill (keep fighting)
Before the cell divides (keep marching)
We'll both go down like toy soldiers
This is a war
Threats and picket lines (keep fighting)
Are forming around our beds (keep marching)
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 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
(the sides are drawn)
And we're all wrapped up in fatigues
And they wear us out (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 taste of your kerosine lips burn me up)
If we fly a white flag under
A black and blue sky, will the red sun rise?
Rise, 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 no retreat
This is a war we live in now we're up in arms
(up in arms)
With our heads pressed against the
Wall and it's wearing thin
(and wearing thin)
These are the screams we swallow
If we fly a white flag under
A black and blue sky, will the red sun rise?
(the taste of your kerosine lips burn me up)
If we fly a white flag under
A black and blue sky, will the red sun rise?
Rise, the glare from your enemy
Sights make me go blind
This is our war
Administer the pill (keep fighting)
Before the cell divides (keep marching)
We'll both go down like toy soldiers
This is a war
Threats and picket lines (keep fighting)
Are forming around our beds (keep marching)
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 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