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Ian Curtis - Thursday
We listened to the open sound your voice projected on the radio dial
Lie with me I said and lying's what she always did and always will
All these thoughts keep leading back to him
No signs from Cinema
No city skyline
No paper scraps and no unfolding at five o'clock
Your voice skips as it always did and always will
All these thoughts keep leading back
It's the light from your sunless room
Scattered in pieces all around you
Recession of these thoughtless forms
Reciting every line as a way of life and a way of death in time
We heard Ian Curtis kill himself again in your bed
We heard Ian Curtis kill himself again in your bed
We heard Ian Curtis kill himself again in your bed
In these 24 hours we stretched into a room filled with
Heart and soul
This is the way
Step inside and march in the procession of empty hearts
Love has torn us apart
Love has torn us apart
Love has torn us apart
Love has torn us apart
It's a part of me in time
We're falling apart together
It's a part of me in time
We're falling apart together
