Spotify Release Info

Album Art

Track: Tomorrow I'll Be You
Artist: Thursday
Album: War All The Time

Deezer Amazon YouTube

Artist Bio

Thursday Image

Name: Thursday
Spotify Genres: post-hardcore, screamo, emo
Followers: 236,676
Popularity:

49/100

Biography

American post-hardcore band, formed in New Brunswick, New Jersey in 1997. Thursday released their debut album, Waiting, in late 1999 with original guitarist Bill Henderson, who left the band in 2000 and was replaced by Steve Pedulla. The band released a second album, Full Collapse, in 2001, and their third album and major label debut, War All the Time, in 2003, which reached number seven on the US Billboard Top 200 Albums chart. Thursday released their fourth album, A City by the Light Divided, in 2006, and two further albums, Common Existence and No Devolución, before announcing an indefinite hiatus in 2011. In a January 2013 interview, Geoff Rickly confirmed that the band had actually disbanded. However, the band announced a reunion in 2016.

Source: Discogs

Special Offer

Thursday on Amazon

Check this out

Popular Tracks on Spotify

Discogs Release Info

Release Cover

Release: Thursday - War All The Time
Year: 2023
Genres: Rock
Styles: Emo, Post-Hardcore

SEE ALSO

Related Artists

Related Works

Labels

No additional relationship information found.

Source: MusicBrainz

LYRICS

in the circuit, the frequency's breaking up.
the speakers can barely move
this is not a test
tune to the broadcast.
witness the jetlag.
look in the mirror.
adjust the V-hold.
shatter the lens.
pull out the shards.
choke on her words,
caught in your throat.

how long can the wheels maintain a spin,
at this velocity?

on every block,
a reminder:
you can't stop this intersection.
at every turn,
dead forests of tenements rise
like antennas.

the miles are adding up
and the days are counting down.
cut the jet black from my hair
before we're bathed in the dawn

of New Year's Day.
I will change back to myself
in the flame,
we burn like the paper hearts of
dead presidents.
we're too lost,
to lose hope.
maybe the night seems so dark
because the day
is much too bright
for us to see that we are cured.
we are cured
(shatter the lens. pull out the shards)
we are cured.
we are cured
(choke on her words, caught in your throat)

that's the sound of music from another room
the piano player hangs from piano wire
but the player piano carries on.

sit back and tune to the broadcast.
witness the jet lag
shatter the lens.
pull out the shards.
choke on her words,
caught in your throat.
this is not a test
this is not a test
shatter the lens.
pull out the shards.
choke on her words,
caught in your throat.

as the language dissolves
and the sentence lifts,
a slow alphabet of rain is whispering,
"aabcttipacbdefg..."
since I replaced the I in live with an O,
I can't remember who you are...

...but tomorrow I'll be you.
just pick up the phone.

I'm calling from your house,
in your room,
in your name,
lying in your bed,
following your dreams.
I listen to your voice
get caught in my throat
as I sing,
"This Is Just A Dream."
on New Year's Day,
we will change back to ourselves.
in the flame
we are cured.
we are cured.
we are cured.