Cross Out the Eyes Lyrics

Song	Cross Out the Eyes
Artist	Thursday
Album	Full Collapse
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	作词 : Thursday
	Let's call this the quiet city
	Where screams are felt as a wave of stoplights
	Drive through the streets as gunshots punctuate the night
	The sides we take divide us from our faith
	And the morning dove gets caught in the telephone wire
	Asleep you set the fire in your own house
	And the night was a knife that cut
	And I'm paralyzed
	Cross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	Tearing this canvas from the wall
	We crossed out the eyes
	Put lines through these cries
	We pulled all the leaves from the trees that fall
	Trees that fall
	Trees that fall
	Trees that fall
	A silent dance that we did into this hospital bed
	Hear voices from another room
	It happens all the time
	But July in the sand
	The leaves fall then
	And counting down our days to live
	Drain the blood from this
	ValentineWe can rise on the wings of the dove
	See blue skies getting caught in the trail of all this smoke
	We can rise like candles in the dark-yours always
	And an envelope marked with your new address
	Asleep you set the fire in your own house
	And the night was a knife that cut
	And I'm paralyzed
	Cross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	Tearing this canvas from the wall
	We crossed out the eyes
	Put lines through these cries
	We pulled all the leaves from the trees that fall
	Cross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	CriesCross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	CriesIt was the first time face to face
	I'm crossing the line
	Talking to the other side of death
	Hearing the words that choke memories into flat lines
	I'm calling your name hoping
	For something to wash these dreams of you away
	Till we die
	Memories in flat lines
	Cross out the eyes when you said all these lies
	Cross out the eyes when you said all these lies
	Fence was blown down in a winter storm and this field
	Cross out the eyes
	Stretches out of this world into the sound
	A trace of
	What can we do put a stop to the coming white days
	In a love song
	I'm hoping for something to wash these dreams of you away
	Stretches out of this world
	Lets drive back the dead
	Stretches out of this world
	Stretches out of this world

	zuo ci : Thursday
	Let' s call this the quiet city
	Where screams are felt as a wave of stoplights
	Drive through the streets as gunshots punctuate the night
	The sides we take divide us from our faith
	And the morning dove gets caught in the telephone wire
	Asleep you set the fire in your own house
	And the night was a knife that cut
	And I' m paralyzed
	Cross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	Tearing this canvas from the wall
	We crossed out the eyes
	Put lines through these cries
	We pulled all the leaves from the trees that fall
	Trees that fall
	Trees that fall
	Trees that fall
	A silent dance that we did into this hospital bed
	Hear voices from another room
	It happens all the time
	But July in the sand
	The leaves fall then
	And counting down our days to live
	Drain the blood from this
	ValentineWe can rise on the wings of the dove
	See blue skies getting caught in the trail of all this smoke
	We can rise like candles in the darkyours always
	And an envelope marked with your new address
	Asleep you set the fire in your own house
	And the night was a knife that cut
	And I' m paralyzed
	Cross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	Tearing this canvas from the wall
	We crossed out the eyes
	Put lines through these cries
	We pulled all the leaves from the trees that fall
	Cross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	CriesCross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	CriesIt was the first time face to face
	I' m crossing the line
	Talking to the other side of death
	Hearing the words that choke memories into flat lines
	I' m calling your name hoping
	For something to wash these dreams of you away
	Till we die
	Memories in flat lines
	Cross out the eyes when you said all these lies
	Cross out the eyes when you said all these lies
	Fence was blown down in a winter storm and this field
	Cross out the eyes
	Stretches out of this world into the sound
	A trace of
	What can we do put a stop to the coming white days
	In a love song
	I' m hoping for something to wash these dreams of you away
	Stretches out of this world
	Lets drive back the dead
	Stretches out of this world
	Stretches out of this world

	zuò cí : Thursday
	Let' s call this the quiet city
	Where screams are felt as a wave of stoplights
	Drive through the streets as gunshots punctuate the night
	The sides we take divide us from our faith
	And the morning dove gets caught in the telephone wire
	Asleep you set the fire in your own house
	And the night was a knife that cut
	And I' m paralyzed
	Cross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	Tearing this canvas from the wall
	We crossed out the eyes
	Put lines through these cries
	We pulled all the leaves from the trees that fall
	Trees that fall
	Trees that fall
	Trees that fall
	A silent dance that we did into this hospital bed
	Hear voices from another room
	It happens all the time
	But July in the sand
	The leaves fall then
	And counting down our days to live
	Drain the blood from this
	ValentineWe can rise on the wings of the dove
	See blue skies getting caught in the trail of all this smoke
	We can rise like candles in the darkyours always
	And an envelope marked with your new address
	Asleep you set the fire in your own house
	And the night was a knife that cut
	And I' m paralyzed
	Cross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	Tearing this canvas from the wall
	We crossed out the eyes
	Put lines through these cries
	We pulled all the leaves from the trees that fall
	Cross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	CriesCross out the eyes
	Blur all the lines
	CriesIt was the first time face to face
	I' m crossing the line
	Talking to the other side of death
	Hearing the words that choke memories into flat lines
	I' m calling your name hoping
	For something to wash these dreams of you away
	Till we die
	Memories in flat lines
	Cross out the eyes when you said all these lies
	Cross out the eyes when you said all these lies
	Fence was blown down in a winter storm and this field
	Cross out the eyes
	Stretches out of this world into the sound
	A trace of
	What can we do put a stop to the coming white days
	In a love song
	I' m hoping for something to wash these dreams of you away
	Stretches out of this world
	Lets drive back the dead
	Stretches out of this world
	Stretches out of this world

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