Thrice3

im a irish poet who knows somethings about life.. im funny blue/green eyed and easy to get along with lol..my name is thrice cause i love theband they are amazing! if you need anything else to know let me know lol. my email is irish_laddie69@yahoo.com
heres my favorite Thrice songs!
1.Artist in The Ambulance
2.Melting Point of Wax
3.Daeldalus (gonna put up lyrics for it)
4. For Miles (lyrics up to)
Daeldalus
I stand on the cliffs with my son next to me
This island our prison, our home
everyday we look out at the sea
This place is all he’s ever known

“But I’ve got a plan,” He sung
Wax and some string, some feathers I stole from a bird
We leap from the cliff and we hear the wind sing a song thats too perfect for words

But son, please keep a steady wing
And know your the only one that means anything to me
Steer clear of the sun, or you’ll find yourself in the sea

Now safely away, I let out a cry
“We’ll make the mainland by noon”
But Icarus climbs higher still in the sky
Maybe I’ve spoken too soon

But son, please keep a steady wing
And know your the only one that means anything to me
Steer clear of the sun, or you’ll find yourself in the sea
Wont you look at your wings
They’re coming undone
They’re splitting at the seams
Steer clear of the sun, for once wont you listen to me?

Oh God!
Why is this happening to me?
All I wanted was new life for my son to grow up free
And now you took the only thing that meant anything to me
I’ll never fly again, I’ll hang up my wings
Oh God!
Why is this happening to me?
All I wanted was new life for my son to grow up free
And now you took the only thing that meant anything to me
I’ll never fly again, I’ll hang up my wings
Oh God!

For MilesI know one day, all our scars will disappear, like the stars at dawn
and all of our pain, will fade away when morning comes
and on that day when we look backwards we will see, that everything is changed
and all of our trials, will be as milestones on the way

and as long as we live, every scar is a bridge to someone’s broken heart
and there’s no greater love, than that one shed his blood for his friends

on that day all of the scales will swing to set all the wrongs to right
all of our tears, and all of our fears will take to flight
but until then all of our scars will still remain, but we’ve learned that if we’ll
open the wounds and share them then soon they start to heal

as long as we live, every scar is a bridge to someone’s broken heart
and there’s no greater love, than that one shed his blood for his friends

we must see that every scar is a bridge, and as long as we live
we must open up these wounds
when some one stands in your shoes and will shed his own blood
there’s no greater love. we must open up our wounds