Thursday - Where The Circle Ends

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Uploaded by on Dec 21, 2009

FROM THE ALBUM WAITING

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  • favorite song ever, this will be my eulogy.

  • i love this song so much....

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  • @Froggiefied xD Forgot the "H" bro and change that extra "I" to a "U" fucking auto correct was on >.>, my bad. I grew up with Thursday, whole family loves them

  • @JerichoHanley Dont you mean Thursday and La Dispute?

  • Tursday, and La Dispite= fawking awesome! I grew up on Geoff's voice and I'm glad I did. You guys are amazing!

  • wow... that is a powerful fucking song.

  • Somwhere a man stands, walks across the room, and breaks his nose against door

    And somewhere these people are keeping records

    And writing a book

    For now we can call it "The Book About the Basic Flaw Or "The Book About the Letter "N"

    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 nothing

    The sounds of a vanishing alphabet

    Standing here waiting...

  • Paving the same roads Unwilling to walk them And even when we extend ourselves, its only to be included In a world that's standing 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 to use them as exclusionary devices And we forget that somewhere man is beside himself with grief And somewhere people are calling for teachers And no one's answering
  • Mountain ranges Mourning red bay at the bridges Stab up at the coming blue horizon Grey slides loosely off rooftops Lands on the Incan desert ground and dies A flock of little men touch down on the surface of the porchlight Bronze fist soldiers return To watch the twilight across the faces Skylights ignite and explode Scattering shards of april around the room No one even lives here We're too busy crashing our cars every morning at the same house
  • This song is TOO amazing. Thank you Thursday <3

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