Thrice For Miles

I 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

Thrice Helter Skelter

When I get to the bottom

I go back to the top of the slide

Where I stop and turn and I go for a ride

Then I get to the bottom and I see you again

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Do you, don’t you want me to love you?

I’m coming down fast, but I’m miles above you

Tell me, tell me, tell me, come on, tell me the answer

You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer

Helter skelter

Helter skelter

Helter skelter

Do you, don’t you want me to make you?

I’m coming down fast but don’t let me break you

Oh, now tell me, tell me, tell me the answer

You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer

Helter skelter

Helter skelter

Helter skelter

Look out!

When I get to the bottom

I go back to the top of the slide

Where I stop and turn and I go for a ride

Then I get to the bottom and I see you again

Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Do you, don’t you want me to make you?

Oh, I’m coming down fast but don’t let me break you

Tell me, tell me, tell me the answer

You may be a lover, but you ain’t no dancer

Oh, helter skelter

Helter skelter

Helter skelter

She’s coming down!

Oh, look out, she’s coming down!

Thrice Blur

The shutter opens but never closes,

I am lost, waylaid, in light trails.

Endless moments, overlaid and burned across

A melee of scattered braille.

This image is a night-terror transforming

Without the hope of morning.

My nemesis, I feel it coming for me, and it means to destroy me.

Why does this keep happening?

I try to close my eyes but I can’t blink

And the world keeps moving on, black and white blur into one.

Hieroglyphic, indecipherable, opaque; the meaning escapes me.

Dry and lidless, are my eyes.

Asleep, awake – reading the slurred debris.

This image is a night-terror transforming

Without the hope of morning.

My nemesis, I feel it coming for me, and it means to destroy me.

Why does this keep happening?

I try to close my eyes but I can’t blink

And the world keeps moving on, black and white blur into…

Why does this keep happening?

I try to close my eyes but I can’t blink

And the world keeps moving on, black and white blur into one.

Thrice As The Ruin Falls

Only now that you have taught me

(but how late) my lack

I see the chasm

and everything you are was making

my heart into a bridge

by which I might get back

from exile and grow man

and now the bridge is breaking

for this I bless you as the ruin falls

the pain you bring

far greater than all other gain

Thrice Deadbolt

when deadbolts awake you from deja vu dreams,

at four in the morning you know where I’ll be.

out running red lights asleep at the wheel.

the sirens feed my nightmares,

I just close my eyes and I’m already here;

its already too late.

I know its nothing but lies,

but they sound so sincere;

I find them too hard to hate.

and she calls from the doorway “stolen water is sweet,

so let’s drink it in the darkness if you know what I mean”

and she calls from the doorway “stolen water is sweet,

so let’s drink it in the darkness if you know what I mean”

and I’m almost sure

that I’ve been here before,

that this is not the first time I’ve stood in front of this door,

with an overwhelming feeling that I shouldn’t go in,

but it seems this is a battle that I never could win.

and you!

my true love!

you call from the hilltop.

you call through the streets,

“Darling don’t you know,

the water is poison.”

and I say!

“Come on and give me my poison.”

what have I done?

is it too late to save me from this place?

from the depths of the grave?

we all are those ..

who thought we were brave.

what have I done?

Thrice Digital Sea

I woke, cold and alone

Adrift in an open sea

Caught up in regrets

And tangled in nets

Instead of your arms wrapped around me

And I wept, but my tears are anathema here

Just more water to fill my lungs

I hear someone scream

“God what is it we have done?”

I am drowning in a digital sea

I am slipping beneath the sound

Here my voice goes to ones and zeros

I’m slipping beneath the sound

A song from somewhere below

Deadly and slow begins

Both sickly and sweet

Now picking up speed

Ushering in the world’s end

And the ghost of Descartes screams again in the dark

“Oh how could I have been so wrong?”

But above the screams the sirens sing their song

I am drowning in a digital sea

I am slipping beneath the sound

Here my voices goes to ones and zeros

I’m slipping beneath the sound

Here my voice goes to ones and zeros

[Repeat till the end]

Thrice Cataracts

Cut these thorns and kick these stones, and keep those birds at bay.

Plant deep and dark, and help my heart receive the words you say.

The words you say are somehow lost on me, they die on deafened ears; when you open –

Up your mount to speak I hear but I can’t hear the words you say.

Pin me down, and take away this heart of stone, wind and sound, awake my old dry bones.

Help my heart perceive the light of day.

I stumble through a darkened vale, with a veil –

Cast over me and cataracts, all is black.

O, I see but I can’t see the light of day.

I’ll fight or run to keep from going under the knife; don’t let me slip away.

‘Cause though the blade is sharp, I know you’re saving my life; don’t let me slip away.

Thrice Doublespeak

I drug my heart with doublespeak,

All my misgivings disappear.

It helps to keep my conscience clean.

(The ends will justify the means,)

But still I’m always careful what I hear.

I don’t wanna know who really pulls the strings,

Just as long as it’s not you or me.

There’s a jackboot toe tap keeping time,

while the children dance and play.

Honey, if you think you’ve seen a crime,

you just look the other way.

I slowly carve my soul away.

Piece by piece I sacrifice.

To comfort and peace of mind

(I keep my toes on the party line.)

There’s nothing wrong dear, don’t think twice.

I don’t wanna know who really pulls the strings,

Just as long as it’s not you or me.

There’s a jackboot toe tap keeping time,

while the children dance and play.

Honey, if you think you’ve seen a crime,

won’t you look the other way.

There’s a jackboot toe tap keeping time,

while the children dance and play.

Honey, if you think you’ve seen a crime,

won’t you look the other, look the other way.

There’s a jackboot toe tap keeping time,

while the children dance and play.

Honey, if you think you’ve seen a crime,

won’t you look the other way.

There’s a jackboot toe tap keeping time,

while the children dance and play.

Honey, if you think you’ve seen a crime,

won’t you look the other way.

I drug my heart with doublespeak,

All my misgivings disappear.

It helps to keep my conscience clean.

(The ends will justify the means,)

But still I’m always careful what I hear.

Thrice Answered

All that I have are questions;

So much is veiled in mystery.

You are yourself the answer-

The only answer that I need.

My brokenness (I must confess)

Darkens all my thoughts, and hides your hands.

But questions fade before your face,

And I’m contend that I may never understand.

All that I have are questions;

So much is veiled in mystery.

You are yourself the answer-

The only answer that I need.

Of what I spoke I did not know-

Of things too wonderful and high for me.

In ignorance I gave offense;

I had heard of you but now my eyes have seen.

All that I have are questions;

So much is veiled in mystery.

You are yourself the answer-

The only answer that I need.

You’re all I need

You’re all I need

You’re all I need

All I need

Thrice Black Honey

I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees ’cause I…

I want honey on my table

I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees ’cause I…

I want honey on my table

But I never get it right

No I never get it right

I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees

I can’t understand why they’re stinging me

But I’ll do what I want, I’ll do what I please

I’ll do it again till I got what I need

I’ll rip and smash through the hornet’s nest

Don’t they understand I deserve the best

And I’ll do what I want, I’ll do what I please

I’ll do it again till I got what I need

I tried to stick this pin through a butterfly ’cause I…

I like all the pretty colors

But it just fell apart so I flung it in the fire

To burn with all the others

Cause I never get it right

No, I never get it right

I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees

I can’t understand why they’re stinging me

But I’ll do what I want, I’ll do what I please

I’ll do it again till I got what I need

I’ll rip and smash through the hornet’s nest

Don’t they understand I deserve the best

And I’ll do what I want, I’ll do what I please

I’ll do it again till I got what I need

And this time I’ll get it right

Yeah this time I’ll get it right

It’s gonna be this time I’ll get it right

Oh God let it be this time I get it right

So I’m cutting that branch off the cherry tree

I’m singing this will be my victory then I…

I see them coming after me

And they’re following me across the sea

And now they’re stinging my friends and my family and I…

I don’t know why this is happening

But I’ll do what I want, I’ll do what I please

I’ll do it again till I got what I need

I keep swinging my hand through a swarm of bees ’cause I…

I want honey on my table