Thursday - Sparks Against The Sun Lyrics
On and off, the cylinders burnWith the fading heart of youthAnd the sun slips below the treelikeJust out of viewBack and forth across the skyThe stars are hanging from a wire(Machine guns still firing in the corners of our eye)But in the light of the day we'll disappear Just like the little sparks against the sunNo one remembers where they beginor where we endIn and out, the days escape the damages of dawnStill our dreams lie in broken piecesRustin on the lawnBut in the light of the day we'll disappear Just like the little sparks against the sunNo one remembers where they beginor where we endThe first step's got me lying on the floorBy the second step, I hear a knocking at the doorThree: I put my life in your handsBy the fourth step how much light is left?Five six seven-I can see my dark and the harmI've done, I've leftEight, nine ten- I'll take it back againEleven twelve: I'm putting out fires in hell...