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Pétur Söebech Quinn — Strings Springs Sounds. Machine-transcribed; use the interactive transcript above to jump the player to any line.
0:30We were dancing through the silence We were glowing in the haze Every rhythm felt like freedom Every beat of holy phrase Let the melody unfold Let the bass begin to bloom We were born inside the echo We were raised inside the tune Strange, strange sounds Lifted us into the sky Strange, strange sounds We were never meant to die Let the orchestra remember Let the synths begin to play Strange, strange sounds We are music everyday
1:36Strange, strange in the shadows Strange, strange in the flame Sounds in silence Calling out my name We were flying through the stack We were glowing in the dark Every drop became a sunrise Every chord a vital spark Let the melody unfold Let the bass begin to bloom We were born inside the echo We were raised inside the tune
2:38Strange, strange sounds Lifted us into the sky Strange, strange sounds We were never meant to die Let the orchestra remember Let the synths begin to play Strange, strange sounds We are music everyday Strange, strange sounds We are music everyday
3:47Maybe rhythm is a language Maybe silence is a song But the springs keep on returning Even when the notes are gone Let the anthem be our sunrise Let the strings begin to shine Strange, strange sounds We are music everyday Strange, strange sounds We were never meant to die Let the orchestra remember Let the synths begin to play Strange, strange sounds We are music everyday
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