Paris In Fla lyrics

Artist  : Thursday 
Song : Paris In Fla



 Send "Paris In Fla" Ringtone to your Cell 

 Now it's time to wrap our fears in the night

And on the first day I'll dress this city in
flames 

After the things you say 

You hate me for being this way 

Still you won't let go of old ideals 

There is no headline to read at night 

When the record skips, and you're not holding the
needle 



CHORUS 1:



We all sing the songs of separation 

And we watch our lives bleed out through our
hands 

That's how it was on the first day 

When we saw Paris in flames 



CHORUS 2:



Rain, rain down 

Think it's gonna rain, rain down 

Think it's gonna rain, rain down

Think it's gonna rain

Think it's gonna rain, rain down 

Think it's gonna rain, rain down

Think it's gonna rain



Here in this collapsed lung of a borough

There is no sunlight 

The sunlight is manufactured in a windowless room


Distant and incoherent 

Businessmen hang themselves 



(CHORUS 1)



The lower east side is a jukebox 

Playing the dead man's crescendo 

The needle is a vector 

An intersection that we all must cross 



A dimly lit hallway where shadows of moths
decorate the walls 

Discard this message 

Discard this message

Discard this message



Burn your city down 

Down 

Burn your heart

Now burn it with this song 

You were on the first day 



Discard this message 

Throw this bottle back into the ocean 

Rip this page from the history book 

Smash all the street signs 

Erase all the maps 

Forget my name 

Forget my face 

Forget my name 

Because it's gonna rain 

It's gonna rain

And it never ends 



We all sing songs of separation    (CHORUS 2)

Watch our hearts bleed through our hands

That's how it was on the first day

We saw Paris in flames