Thursday

Running from the rain

Thursday
There was a sound,
split all the heavens apart
In on the Northern view,
out of the Southern spark
Oh, I will be with you,
running from the rain

When it reaches the end of the line
See myself reflected, in broken glass
As the gates come crashing down

There is blood on the tracks tonight
And rust inside our veins
(We will ache every time I hear the storm)
Running behind me

There were some younger kids
Who followed the tracks that day
It was a passing afternoon
and I came and took them away

So we forgot our names
Lying in the tall grass
underneath the billboard dreams
Oh, I will be with you,
running from the rain

When it reaches the end of the line
See myself reflected, in broken glass
As the gates come crashing down

There is blood on the tracks tonight
And rust inside on our veins
(We will ache every time I hear the storm)
It's running all over [x4]
(The rain)
Running from the rain

See the steam in the distant hills
See the rooftops glitter in the sun
Hear the summer counting down,
Running out, running from the rain
Operator, Operator, did you lose your way
when you got that call your brother made?
You're sick of running and you know it's true
you're coming back,
running from the rain

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