[Verse] Timber cracks and the water rises cold Silver threads in the stories we were told Pick the lock, let the river take the wheel Nothing left but the way the strings feel [Chorus] Skitter on the wire, jump the track, don't look back Fretless sliding through the dust and the ash Keep it dry, keep it close, let it break Every single beat is a promise we make (Promise we make!) [Bridge] Acoustic keys fall like rain on the stone We carve a path in the static alone Brushed steel, high heat, open up the space For the low end to run and find its place [Outro] Darts in the dark Leave a mark And fade.
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