Текст песни Thursday - M.Sheppard
Thursday - M.Sheppard слова песни
The stage is set to rip the wings from a butterfly(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 stageThese graves will stretch like landing strips--Hospitals: all dead museumsWe won`t have to be afraid anymoreThe crowd is growing silent with the gathering stormWhen the curtain falls and you`re caught on the other sideJust trying to keep up the actWe`ll lie in the back of black cars with the windows rolled upJoining the procession of emptinessIf we say these words it will be too late to take them backSo we hold our breath and fold our handsLike paper planes(And we`re going to crash)We don`t have to be alone(We don`t have to be alone)Ever againThere`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 sideJust trying to keep up the actWe`ll lie in the back of black cars with the windows rolled upJoining the procession of emptinessThe stage is set to rip the wings from the butterflyPull the curtain backKill all the houselightsPin the dress with lotus flowersThe silk is spinning round and around with the ceiling fanI`m disappearing into the spotlightI`m on display with the butterfly and the scarecrowWith 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