Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Steps Ascending, artist - Thursday. Album song War All The Time, in the genre Пост-хардкор
Date of issue: 31.12.2002
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Steps Ascending |
Steps ascend to a loaded gun |
The scent of matches hangs in the air |
(a lit one flickers out in a hearbeat) |
We don’t want to see this: |
A flash of light that’s letting go |
Of an empty bullet case |
By the time it hits the ground |
He’s out of reach. |
(let go, let go.) |
Out of reach. |
(let go, let go.) |
Out of reach. |
(let go, let go.) |
Out of reach. |
(let go, let go.) |
Out of reach |
The wolves are closing in |
There’s no room left to make amends, but |
Do you remember when we’d fly that kite so high? |
All the time we’ve wasted |
Spent fighting |
Will burn |
In the fire of our regrets |
All the time we’ve wasted |
Spent fighting |
It’s blood |
And it’s running down the stairs |
Freeze the frame |
Between the gun shot and the hole it makes |
A spinning bullet hangs in the middle |
There’s no way to stop it |
It will surely hit the mark |
You can try to understand |
But I’m giving up |
Giving up |
Giving up |
The synapse fires, it’s right in time |
I’m giving up |
Giving up |
Giving up |
This should always stay |
Out of reach. |
(let go, let go.) |
Out of reach. |
(let go, let go.) |
Out of reach. |
(let go, let go.) |
Out of reach. |
(let go, let go.) |
The wolves are closing in |
There’s no room left to make amends, but |
Do you remember when we’d fly that kite so high? |
All the time we’ve wasted |
Spent fighting |
Will burn |
In the fire of our regrets |
All the time we’ve wasted |
Spent fighting |
It’s blood |
And it’s running down the stairs |
I ran down the stairs |
And into the garden |
Put both my hands into the soil |
In the spring |
You will bloom |
Like her heart |
Through the blouse |
In the back of the ambulance |
As it turned and turned down the street |
(one more turn won’t you come back to me?) |
As it turned on its red lights |
You were turning into |
Red roses |
Red roses |
Red roses |
Red roses |
But I’m not giving up |