Strings And Drums

Turn your eyes to me

I am watching every move you make

What should I wear today on my sleeve?

Let's take a step and move away

Underground is where we'll stay

For a while

I will mix my tongue with strings and drums

And give my soul away

Can you hear them come?

Strings and drums

You're my mystery

You are always at my fingertips

Without you I'm just bones and skin

I will lick your cuts and be your bruise

Until I fade from deepest blue

Into white

I will change my words from nouns to verbs

And never be ashamed

Can you hear them come?

Strings and drums

I am writing myself clean

I am selling myself cheap

I am aching for a touch or a taste

And I'm aching, aching, aching now

I'm holding, holding, holding out

I'm calling, calling, calling out to you

Strings and drums

I will change my words from nouns to verbs

And never be ashamed

Can you hear them come?

Strings and drums

Strings and drums