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Lost Continent - Thrice

"Was there a time that we knew peace; when all the children had a place to sleep; when rhetoric was not enough? Was there a time we weren't at war; when we knew what our hearts and hands were for? I don't"

The Whaler - Thrice

"My lover's arms, they beg me to stay. But I know the storms, they will sweep me away. My daughter's eyes, they are two tiny seas, whose water will rise and then run down her cheeks. "Father where do"

Kings Upon The Main - Thrice

"This lesson you'd do well not to forget. Your life could be the one its wisdom saves At sea, when you're beleaguered and beset, On every side by strife of wind and waves. Despite the best of maps and"

Broken Lungs - Thrice

"Woke up to a brand new skyline We licked our wounds and mourned the dead We swallowed their story, hook and sinker Is that what we meant when we said that we never would forget? Or are we fools and cowards"

The Sky Is Falling - Thrice

"It's coming down, it's coming down, it's coming down! These clouds could never hope to save us From such a juggernaut of weight We all dance a jingo cabaret It's coming down, it's coming down! There're"

A Song For Milly Michaelson - Thrice

"Well you know I hardly speak And when I do, it's just for you I haven't said a word in weeks 'Cause they've been keeping me from you But there's a way where there's a will You know I got no need for stairs So"

Daedalus - Thrice

"I stand on the cliffs with my son next to me This island, our prison, our home And everyday we look out at the sea This place is all he's ever known But I've got a plan and some wax and some string Some"

Silver Wings - Thrice

"From tender years you took me for granted But still I deigned to wander through your lungs While you were sleeping soundly in your bed Your drapes were silver wings, your shutters flung I drew the poison"

Moving Mountains - Thrice

"I speak in many tongues of many men Argue with angels and I always win But I don't know the first thing about love I prophesied and know all mysteries All hidden things are opened up to me But I don't"

Digging My Own Grave - Thrice

"It's not what you think, it's just one more little bet Just another cigarette, just one more drink So lend me just a little more, you know cancer can't catch me Let's have another drink or three, don't"

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