Testi:
Thursday A City By The Light Divided

we find our way home Did you hear the trumpets play the day your father died? Did a violin swell those circles under your eyes? Did you play the part straight, like a

to watch the bodies burst into a string of lights. When there's nothing left, the party crashes and the rings come out form the jacket pockets into the blinding light

unconditional A book of matches and a cigarette A love note that you never sent You can fold it up But you won't forget You can strike a match But it still might not light

The lights go down, outside Before our cars collide And so we silhouette ourselves For these shades of fire Do you know where this is leading? I will

What have you done? You followed footsteps in the dark You found your faith Left out behind your father?s car You said, ?there?s no one watching over

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if we're sitting in an emergency aisle We could be dead, complete the equation Our names are 'X' and 'N' We have no value in these calculations Placed on a

watch the bodies burst into a string of lights. When there's nothing left, the party crashes and the rings come out form the jacket pockets into the blinding light

A book of matches and a cigarette A love note that you never sent You can fold it up But you won't forget You can strike a match But it still might not light