Paroles de M.sheppard
Thursday
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 stage
These graves will stretch like landing strips
Hospitals, all the dead museums
We won't have to be afraid anymore
The crowd is growing silent
With the gathering storm
When the curtain falls and you're caught on the other side
Just trying to keep up the act
We'll lie in the back of black cars with the windows rolled up
Joining the procession of emptiness
If we say these words it will be too late to take them back
So we hold our breathe and fold our hands
Like paper planes and we're going to crash
We don't have to be alone ever again
There's a riot in the theater
Someone's standing in the aisle
Yelling that the murderers are everywhere
And they're lining up, carving the 'm' in your side
(incomprehensible)
When the curtain falls and you're caught on the other side
Just trying to keep up the act
We'll lie in the back of black cars with the windows rolled up
Joining the procession of emptiness
The stage is set to rip the wings from a butterfly
Pull the curtain back, kill all the house lights
Pin the dress with lotus flowers
The silk is spinning round and around with the ceiling fan
I'm disappearing into the spotlight, i'm on display
With the butterfly and the scare crow
With smiles like picket fences
You tie us all up and leave us outside
That voice is silent now
And the boat has sunk, we're on our own
But we're not going to run
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For the workforce, drowning
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Paroles de m.sheppard de thursday.




