Cue the Strings
by Low
From the album: The Great Destroyer
Duration: 03:30
Lyrics for Cue the Strings
Before you speak The words are 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