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[00:00.46]Thursday - "A Gun In The First Act"
[00:23.89].
[00:36.58]I saw you standing with a broken cigarette out in the rain.
[00:42.11]I guess all our lives are a little less than they seem.
[00:46.36]Now you''re praying to the memory of a god you used to love
[00:50.88]A reminder of his death hanging low around your neck
[00:57.70]Do you find sleep comes easy?
[01:02.39].
[01:14.52]Dancing with the empty silhouette of everything
[01:18.83]Our waking lives are just the dreams of our dreams.
[01:23.21]Standing in the city asking what it''s all for but
[01:28.14]There''s nothing in this world
[01:29.83]that giving meaning makes it more:
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[01:50.06]The louder the ring, the less the thing.
[01:59.25]The louder the ring, the less the thing.
[02:06.08].
[02:09.33]When we see black clouds coming over our heads,
[02:14.45]over our heads,
[02:16.76]Then we know where it''s ending
[02:19.14]A loaded gun hanging over our heads...
[02:23.57]We already know the way it ends.
[02:29.89].
[02:46.58]Screaming from a stage or at a pay-phone in the rain
[02:51.46]Trying to find the words I always think I need to say.
[02:55.97]Please, bring it back to the moment before you left
[03:00.90]I never felt the sting.
[03:03.72]The louder the ring, the less the thing.
[03:13.25]The louder the ring, the less the thing.
[03:21.06].
[03:23.13]When we see black clouds coming over our heads,
[03:27.68]over our heads,
[03:30.06]Then we know where it''s ending
[03:32.57]A loaded gun hanging over our heads...
[03:36.89]We already know the way it ends.
[03:43.28].
[03:45.09]Break, break, break it down
[03:49.53]Back to the way that it was before
[04:00.80]When symbols weren''t just loaded guns
[04:05.42]And black clouds weren''t just metaphors
[04:09.80]Bring, bring, bring it back
[04:11.92]Back to the way that it was before:
[04:14.36]Empty all the loaded guns and bury all the metaphors.
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