The sun is down, and it doesn't feel like thursday yet

The week piled up behind me is a mass of drunken debt

And there are glasses piled up in the sink left to remind me

Canoes at the bottoms of rivers that move blindly

And the weekend isn't where I want to be yet

I want this night for months, thursday, it feels like we've just met

I carried on through the beginning, and waves dragged us underneath

We loved and lost, died and revived, while wednesday showed its teeth

Like lambs amongst wolves, like ants amongst the fire

I'll love you always, thursday, because friday is a liar

He's shown himself to be a man of poor taste

Hold fast, my love, before your morning goes to waste

Little did we know what sunday held at bay

A war amongst words that we regret to say

And with cigarettes and whiskey we'll move out into light

Thursday, you're my savior at the end of wednesday night

So let it be forever, let these hours never cease

Because if thursday never ends, than I will be at peace

Love is never found in the fifth rising sun

So stay with me forever, thursday, and I will never run