Sparks Against The Sun - Thursday

On and off the cylinders burn

With the fading heat of youth

And the sun slips below the treelike

Just out of view

Back and forth across the sky

The stars are hanging from a wire

Machine guns still firing in the corners of your ears

But in the light of day we'll disappear

Just like the little sparks against the sun

No one remembers where they begin

No one remembers where they begin

Or where we end

In and out the days escape the damages of dawn

Still our dreams lie in broken pieces

Rusting on the lawn

But in the light of day we'll disappear

Just like the little sparks against the sun

No one remembers where they begin

No one remembers where they begin

Or where we end

The first step's got me lying on the floor

By the second step I hear a knocking at the door

Three - I put my life in your hands

By the fourth step how much light is left

Five six seven - I can see my dark and the harm

I've done I've left my heart

Eight nine ten - I'll take it back again

Eleven twelve - I'm putting out fires in hell

But in the light of day we'll disappear

Just like the little sparks against the sun

No one remembers where they begin

No one remembers where they begin

Or where we end