War All The Time - Thursday

Standing on the edge of the Palisades' Cliffs

In the shadow of the skyline very far away

Like a lightning rod that couldn’t pull the storm from me

I was 5 years old, my best friend’s older brother died

He fell from these cliffs

The river washed him away, the current pulled him downstream

And our lives float in the headlines, so we park these cars

Parent’s garage

Listen to the lullaby

Of carbon monoxide

War all of the time

In the shadow of the New York skyline

We grew up too fast, falling apart

Like the ashes of American flags

If the sun doesn’t rise

We’ll replace it with an H-bomb explosion

A painted jail cell of light in the sky

Like three-mile-island nightmares on TVs that sing us to sleep

They burn on and on like an oil field

Or a memory of what it felt like

To burn on and on and not just fade away

All those nights in the basement, the kids are still screaming

On and on and on and on

War all of the time

In the shadow of the New York skyline

We grew up too fast, falling apart

Like the ashes of American flags

And we’re blowing in the wind

We don’t know where to land

So we kiss like little kids

We used to be very tall buildings

We’ve been falling for so long

Now your eyes are a sign on the edge of town

They offer a welcome when you are leaving

War all of the time

In the shadow of the New York skyline

We grew up too fast, falling apart

Like the ashes of American flags

The pieces fall it’s like a last day parade

And the fires in our streets start to rage

So wave to those people who long to wave back

From the fabric of a flag that sang «love all of the time»

War all the time, war all the time

All of the time

War all the time, war all the time

All of the time

All of the time

War all of the time

War all of the time

War all of the time

War all of the time