Low Cue the Strings Lyrics

Before you speak
The words so plain to see
Upon your skin
They sing, they dance and spin
So what, pray tell
Will save you now?
Here comes that cold sunrise

And at the peak
We reach to cue the strings
They ring so sweet
They lay in plain relief
So what, pray tell
Will save you now?
Here comes that cold sunrise
Here comes that cold sunrise

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