[00:02.52] the silent symphony plays beneath the neon skin
[00:09.52] skyscrapers touch the clouds that their hearts are cold
[00:13.93] concrete and glass a fortress of solitude
[00:17.59] this is the cold shore drum where dreams are hollow
[00:23.27] echoes of laughter lost in the shadows
[00:27.36] we walk the streets but we're miles apart
[00:32.00] in the cold shore trying to search you for a spark
[00:37.58] faces in the crowd but no one really sees
[00:42.13] eyes like empty rooms where memories should be
[00:46.03] if somewhere is a carousel spinning round and round
[00:50.31] but in the cold shorn shrunk we're all just bout
[01:13.05] this is the cold shorn shrunk
[01:15.05] where love's the winds blur
[01:17.61] lost in the noise a fleeting glimmer
[01:22.18] we built our towers but they're made of sand
[01:25.96] in the cold short trunk we're also planned
[01:30.06] beneath the surface
[01:31.59] there's a pulse so longing for connection
[01:36.25] a silent complaint
[01:38.99] can we break the silence
[01:40.49] but they're made of sand
[01:43.09] in the cold short trunk in our city
[01:44.72] the cold short trunk in our hearts
[01:46.48] this is the cold show charm where dreams are hollow
[01:50.68] Erinto's in the crowd but no one really sees
[01:55.64] here's like empty rooms where memories should be
[02:01.07] we're more than strangers in this urban haze
[02:05.73] in the Cold Short drum let's find a way to blaze
[02:09.91] so here's to the Cold Short drum with its empty streets
[02:14.50] may we fill the silence with our hearts own beats
[02:19.06] for in the cold shore jump
[02:21.34] there's a chance to start to heal
[02:24.25] the hollow places and breathe life into the heart
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