| | Where the Circle Ends Lyrics Artist(Band):Thursday
Mountain ranges Morning red bathed ridges stab up at the trembling blue horizon Grey slides lazily off rooftops Lands on the incandescent ground and dies. A flock of little men touch down on the this surface of porchlight Dawn’s footsoldiers return to march twilight across our faces Skylites ignite and explode Scattering shards of april around the room But no one even lives here. We’re too busy crashing our cars every morning in the same house. Paving the same roads Unwilling to walk them. And even when we extend ourselves it’s only to be included in a moment that stands still. And so often we don’t struggle to improve conditions, We struggle for the right to say “We improve conditions”. And so often we form communities Only the use them as exclusionary devices. We forget that somewhere man is beside himself with grief. Somewhere people are calling for teachers And no one is answering. Somewhere a man stands, walks across the room, and breaks his nose against the door, And somewhere these people are keeping records Writing a book For now we can call it “The Book About the Basic Flaw,” or “The Book About the Letter A,” or, “Any Title That a Book About a Man That No One Cares About Might Have,” And as we turn the pages, we call out the sounds of a vanishing alphabet, Standing here waiting. If you find some error in Where the Circle Ends Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to Ziji for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Where the Circle Ends The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "Thursday" Music | |
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