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Thursday - Understanding In A Car Crash
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Thursday - !1100
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Thursday - Fake Nostalgia
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Thursday - At This Velocity
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Thursday - Circuits Of Fever
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Thursday - Cross Out The Eyes
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Thursday - I1100
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Thursday - Ian Curtis
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Thursday - The Other Side Of The Crash
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Thursday - Turnpike Divide
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Thursday - Where the Circle Ends
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Thursday - A Darker Forest
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Thursday - A Hole In The World
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Thursday - A0001
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Thursday - Autobiography Of A Nation
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Thursday - Autumn Leaves Revisited
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Thursday - Between Rupture And Rapture
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Thursday - Common Existence
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Thursday - Concealer
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Thursday - Counting 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
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Thursday - Division St.
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Thursday - Dying in New Brunswick
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Thursday - Fast To The End
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Thursday - For The Workforce, Drowning
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Thursday - Friends In The Armed Forces
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Thursday - How Long Is The Night
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Thursday - I Am The Killer
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Thursday - Into The Blinding Light
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Thursday - Jet Black New Year
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Thursday - Ladies And Gentlemen: My Brother, The Failure
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Thursday - M.Sheppard
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Thursday - Magnets Caught In A Metal Heart
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Thursday - No Answers
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Thursday - Panic On The Streets Of Health Care City
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Thursday - Paris In Flames
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Thursday - Past and Future Ruins
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Thursday - Resuscitation Of A Dead Man
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Thursday - Running From The Rain
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Thursday - Sparks Against The Sun
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Thursday - Standing On The Edge Of Summer
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Thursday - Steps Ascending
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Thursday - Subway Funeral
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Thursday - Sugar In The Sacrament
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Thursday - Taking Inventory of a Frozen Lake
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Thursday - Telegraph Avenue Kiss
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Thursday - The Dotted Line
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Thursday - The Dream
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Thursday - The Equation
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Thursday - The World is Black and White
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Thursday - This Sadness Alone
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Thursday - This Side of Brightness
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Thursday - This Song Brought To You By A Falling Bomb
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Thursday - Tomorrow I'll Be You
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Thursday - Understanding (In A Car Crash)
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Thursday - Voices On A String
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Thursday - Wind Up
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Thursday - You Were The Cancer
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Thursday - A Good Song
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Thursday - A Sketch For Time's Arrow
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Thursday - An Absurd And Unrealistic Dream Of Peace
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Thursday - Application For Release From The Dream
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Thursday - As He Climbed the Dark Mountain
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Thursday - Asleep In The Chapel
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Thursday - Beyond The Visible Spectrum
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Thursday - Biography Of A Nation
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Thursday - Dead Songs
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Thursday - Evacuate
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Thursday - Even Fallen In Love
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Thursday - Even The Sand Is Made Of Sea Shells
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Thursday - I Hope You're Alone
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Thursday - In Transmission
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Thursday - Last Call
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Thursday - Love Has Led Us Astray
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Thursday - Marches And Maneuvers
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Thursday - Mass as Shadows
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Thursday - Mother Mary
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Thursday - Ny Batteri
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Thursday - Porcelain
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Thursday - Shut Your Mouth
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Thursday - Signals Over The Air
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Thursday - Streaks in the Sky
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Thursday - The Lovesong Writer
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Thursday - The Worst Vow
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Thursday - Unintended Long Term Effects
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Thursday - Untitled 2
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Thursday - Untitled 5
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Thursday - War All The Time
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Thursday - We Will Overcome
Dead Songs
Thursday
"Alright?" Alright.
Deadlines are winding down
Fatal clocks keep ticking off dead time
Nothing hurts, nothing moves, nothing stays
(No one hopes and no one dreams)
Nothing matters when the dead songs play
(Reject the death)
When all the color fades away,
The world is black and white
Dead breath from TV sets fill the empty houses with a dead white light
It's no surprise
Dead checks, dead sex,
Dead cigarettes flood the ambulance in the dead of night
Alright? Alright.
Nothing hurts, nothing moves, nothing stays
(No one hopes and no one dreams)
Nothing matters when the dead songs play
(Reject the death)
When all the color fades away,
The world is black and white
There's a dead song on the audio tape
The strongest magnet couldn't wipe away
Singing, "It's alright."
But it's not alright
Then: pinpricks on the back of your neck
A little voice inside you says
"When you hear dead songs, don't sing along--let it die."
Lift your small voices up
And we'll stitch these cries into a choir
Our lonely notes form chords that the orchestra just can't divide
Alright?
