Give It Your Choir
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โฑ๏ธ 4:26 duration
๐ ID: 64547
๐ Lyrics
Churning over what you said
Stuck in phrases, furrowed head
Tear in half the photograph
And pray to see the last of that
Feeling like you lost the words
A way that points to afterwards
You make it darker in your life
To hope to catch the faintest light
Give it your cries
Give it your choir
Fill it with fumes
Kill it with fire
Telephone rings
Terrified eyes
Settle for what-ifs
Settle for lies
Put it to bed
Give it some room
Wrap it in ribbons
Carve it a tomb
Speak of it highly
Speak of it often
Take it to heart
And whisper it softly
Turning into what you read
Locking gazes with the dead
Turn the page with one lid closed
And pray to never know the prose
Feeling hurt by stroke and line
A verse that stole the sense divine
The wintry vapour on your sighs
The calling out within you dies?
Give it your cries
Give it your choir
Fill it with fumes
Kill it with fire
Telephone rings
Terrified eyes
Settle for what-ifs
Settle for lies
Put it to bed
Give it some room
Wrap it in ribbons
Carve it a tomb
Speak of it highly
Speak of it often
Take it to heart
And whisper it softly
Stuck in phrases, furrowed head
Tear in half the photograph
And pray to see the last of that
Feeling like you lost the words
A way that points to afterwards
You make it darker in your life
To hope to catch the faintest light
Give it your cries
Give it your choir
Fill it with fumes
Kill it with fire
Telephone rings
Terrified eyes
Settle for what-ifs
Settle for lies
Put it to bed
Give it some room
Wrap it in ribbons
Carve it a tomb
Speak of it highly
Speak of it often
Take it to heart
And whisper it softly
Turning into what you read
Locking gazes with the dead
Turn the page with one lid closed
And pray to never know the prose
Feeling hurt by stroke and line
A verse that stole the sense divine
The wintry vapour on your sighs
The calling out within you dies?
Give it your cries
Give it your choir
Fill it with fumes
Kill it with fire
Telephone rings
Terrified eyes
Settle for what-ifs
Settle for lies
Put it to bed
Give it some room
Wrap it in ribbons
Carve it a tomb
Speak of it highly
Speak of it often
Take it to heart
And whisper it softly
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:41.31] Churning over what you said
[00:45.03] Stuck in phrases, furrowed head
[00:47.92] Tear in half the photograph
[00:51.34] And pray to see the last of that
[00:55.02] Feeling like you lost the words
[00:58.04] A way that points to afterwards
[01:01.68] You make it darker in your life
[01:04.21] To hope to catch the faintest light
[01:22.19] Give it your cries
[01:23.68] Give it your choir
[01:25.26] Fill it with fumes
[01:26.64] Kill it with fire
[01:28.29] Telephone rings
[01:30.25] Terrified eyes
[01:31.61] Settle for what-ifs
[01:33.90] Settle for lies
[01:34.95] Put it to bed
[01:36.22] Give it some room
[01:38.33] Wrap it in ribbons
[01:40.14] Carve it a tomb
[01:41.58] Speak of it highly
[01:43.35] Speak of it often
[01:45.08] Take it to heart
[01:46.74] And whisper it softly
[02:02.94] Turning into what you read
[02:05.29] Locking gazes with the dead
[02:08.60] Turn the page with one lid closed
[02:11.96] And pray to never know the prose
[02:15.74] Feeling hurt by stroke and line
[02:18.62] A verse that stole the sense divine
[02:21.64] The wintry vapour on your sighs
[02:25.26] The calling out within you dies?
[02:42.75] Give it your cries
[02:44.05] Give it your choir
[02:45.51] Fill it with fumes
[02:47.16] Kill it with fire
[02:48.70] Telephone rings
[02:50.90] Terrified eyes
[02:52.36] Settle for what-ifs
[02:54.28] Settle for lies
[02:55.17] Put it to bed
[02:57.22] Give it some room
[02:59.22] Wrap it in ribbons
[03:00.38] Carve it a tomb
[03:02.16] Speak of it highly
[03:04.15] Speak of it often
[03:05.97] Take it to heart
[03:07.71] And whisper it softly
[03:09.16]
[00:45.03] Stuck in phrases, furrowed head
[00:47.92] Tear in half the photograph
[00:51.34] And pray to see the last of that
[00:55.02] Feeling like you lost the words
[00:58.04] A way that points to afterwards
[01:01.68] You make it darker in your life
[01:04.21] To hope to catch the faintest light
[01:22.19] Give it your cries
[01:23.68] Give it your choir
[01:25.26] Fill it with fumes
[01:26.64] Kill it with fire
[01:28.29] Telephone rings
[01:30.25] Terrified eyes
[01:31.61] Settle for what-ifs
[01:33.90] Settle for lies
[01:34.95] Put it to bed
[01:36.22] Give it some room
[01:38.33] Wrap it in ribbons
[01:40.14] Carve it a tomb
[01:41.58] Speak of it highly
[01:43.35] Speak of it often
[01:45.08] Take it to heart
[01:46.74] And whisper it softly
[02:02.94] Turning into what you read
[02:05.29] Locking gazes with the dead
[02:08.60] Turn the page with one lid closed
[02:11.96] And pray to never know the prose
[02:15.74] Feeling hurt by stroke and line
[02:18.62] A verse that stole the sense divine
[02:21.64] The wintry vapour on your sighs
[02:25.26] The calling out within you dies?
[02:42.75] Give it your cries
[02:44.05] Give it your choir
[02:45.51] Fill it with fumes
[02:47.16] Kill it with fire
[02:48.70] Telephone rings
[02:50.90] Terrified eyes
[02:52.36] Settle for what-ifs
[02:54.28] Settle for lies
[02:55.17] Put it to bed
[02:57.22] Give it some room
[02:59.22] Wrap it in ribbons
[03:00.38] Carve it a tomb
[03:02.16] Speak of it highly
[03:04.15] Speak of it often
[03:05.97] Take it to heart
[03:07.71] And whisper it softly
[03:09.16]