| Song | Fireflies |
| Artist | The Lawrence Arms |
| Album | The Greatest Story Ever Told |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Invisible, | |
| Inviting Vision | |
| Linger. This | |
| Swirl Of Smoke | |
| Looks LIke | |
| Her Slender | |
| Body. I See | |
| Everything | |
| In Frames | |
| Now. Golden | |
| Gilded. Rippled | |
| Edges Wave | |
| Goodnight. | |
| Lightsleeper. | |
| What's Keeping | |
| You From Waking? | |
| This Shallow | |
| Stare Has | |
| Said It All. | |
| Your Cold | |
| Dark Face | |
| Reminds Me | |
| Of The Night | |
| We Learned | |
| To Smoke. | |
| Fireflies | |
| At Our Lips. | |
| Thirty Seven | |
| Years Until | |
| I Show My | |
| Face Again. | |
| Steal This | |
| Moment. Make | |
| It Worth Saving. | |
| Choke Down | |
| The Clouds | |
| That Cloud | |
| Your Head | |
| Now. It Would | |
| Make My Gloomy | |
| Day. Whoever | |
| You Are You've | |
| Stayed Far | |
| Away For Too | |
| Long. The | |
| Clocks Are | |
| Flipping On | |
| Their Backs. | |
| Don't Stay | |
| Too Late. | |
| I'll Fizzle | |
| And Fade. | |
| A Statue Of | |
| Stoned Beliefs. | |
| A Monument | |
| To Monumental | |
| Dying Thoughts. | |
| Let The Currents | |
| Take Us Where | |
| They Will. | |
| From This | |
| Hill I Can | |
| See The World | |
| Unfold Before | |
| Me. I'm Brooding | |
| Over Broken | |
| Nights. I | |
| Break Each | |
| Sentence Like | |
| A Limb. This | |
| Is My Exit. | |
| I Storm Out | |
| Stage Left. | |
| It'll Feel | |
| Like I Left | |
| You So Long | |
| Ago. These | |
| Arms Will | |
| Bleed. I'll | |
| Be Waiting. | |
| I'll Be Waiting | |
| With Wishful | |
| Elation. Lightsleeper, | |
| You Could | |
| Make My Gloomy | |
| Day. Make | |
| This Moment | |
| Worth Saving. |