I was the token spikey haired punk guy in my group of friends who were mostly post-hardcore & metalcore fans. I wasn't ever into those genres and talked a lot of shit about Thrice back then. One of those guys killed himself a while back and now I find myself coming back to listen to Thrice all the time. It's a nostalgia thing but it's not JUST a nostalgia thing, these guys put out some really great albums. Anyway, I know nobody is gonna care, but I just felt the need to put that out there. Stay alive, y'all, there are people on this earth who love you and they'll be permanently devastated if you decide to take that drastic last step.
Three years after your comment, but I care. I’m here listening, and remembering a friend I lost, who introduced me to Thrice. Even though I wasn’t really into them at the time, he was so enthusiastic…. So here I am listening, and thinking of my pal, just like you. I care, and your sentiment is wonderful.
probably the only band that has gotten me through so much in my life, through highschool, through many losses of friends. this song brings back so many memories, keeps me in check
Surely you can't mean to say that Thrice isn't a top quality band. There are very few bands who have shown such immense musical diversity as Thrice. These guys are absolute legends.
I sit here clutching useless lists And keys for doors that don't exist I crack my teeth on pearls I tear into the history Just show me what it means to me in this world Cause I am due for a miracle I'm waiting for a sign I'll stare straight into the sun And I won't close my eyes Til I understand or go blind I see the parts but not the whole I study saints and scholars both No perfect plan unfurls Do I trust my heart of just my mind Why is truth so hard to find In this world Yeah in this world Cause I am due for a miracle I'm waiting for a sign I'll stare straight into the sun And I won't close my eyes Til I understand or go blind I know that there's a point I've missed A shrine or stone I haven't kissed A scar that never graced my wrist A mirror that hasn't met my fist But I can't help feeling that I'm Due for a miracle I'm waiting for a sign I'll stare straight into the sun And I won't close my eyes
Thought of this song crying after staring at the sun when I was so tormented. The truth of all her blinking was opened up to me. The first miracle I had ever witnessed with my own eyes. Thanks to Thrice.
Nice comments guys I think it is safe to say on behalf of all thrice fans THANKS THRICE for being a band and making a difference in our lives much love your fans
Dustin looks hard as fuck In that picture lol I'm glad they made a light version of this song. Stare At The Sun Is fucking incredible.. but the the acoustic version Is flawless.
Thrice was amazing the converse every genre proof in the pudding. The alchemy index. 4 mini albums within a whole based of 4 elements. They recorded it all and sent it to a friend to master. To stand like idols.
I sit with the knowledge that I am wealthy, I stay in hotel rooms and keep the last reasons and scenarios that I find acceptable to keep in contact with my brother and mom. One of them possibly knows more than they put off about me, maybe they want me as a long distance phone call every couple of years. I have a girlfriend they should know about and I don't bother arguing about who's doing drugs and who my real friends are. I would be the one paying for drinks strip clubs and drugs, I'm social and can't find a reason why they don't accept me for who I am. If I cleaned up and dressed nice it wouldn't make them love me. You gotta know I'm the one hearing all the flashing lights and sounds everywhere, killing me, killing you, motherfucker following every who, drunk again for getting food. People probably think I'm trying to kill them with how much I hear them say it peace and letting people order food remind me of training day when he reaches into his pockets. Pay the bill look how nice the grass is
I think they shoulda called emselves "Twice" cause "Thrice" is three too many times what these kids bring to the table. Sorry. Keep enjoying your music, c'est la vie.
I sit here clutching useless lists And keys for doors that don't exist I crack my teeth on pearls I tear into the history Just show me what it means to me in this world Cause I am due for a miracle I'm waiting for a sign I'll stare straight into the sun And I won't close my eyes Til I understand or go blind I see the parts but not the whole I study saints and scholars both No perfect plan unfurls Do I trust my heart of just my mind Why is truth so hard to find In this world Yeah in this world Cause I am due for a miracle I'm waiting for a sign I'll stare straight into the sun And I won't close my eyes Til I understand or go blind I know that there's a point I've missed A shrine or stone I haven't kissed A scar that never graced my wrist A mirror that hasn't met my fist But I can't help feeling that I'm Due for a miracle I'm waiting for a sign I'll stare straight into the sun And I won't close my eyes
