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Midnight hums like a wounded bell, Cigarettes bead rain on the sill. I trade a prayer for a borrowed light; Taxi steam makes a cross of night. Your name—incense, diesel, tar— I join the choir from the kerbside bar. We sing oh, oh, broken tongues, Stone hearts, beating drums; If grace won’t come, we’ll fake a dawn With coin-slot halos switching on. Stained-glass puddles oil my shoes, Amp-hum hymns, back-alley blues; You lean like scripture, chalk-dust grin— I swear devotion, you say “begin.” I crown your shadow, iron and lace, Kiss ash and metro-inked face. We sing oh, oh, broken tongues, Stone hearts, beating drums; If grace won’t come, we’ll rig the sun— Pull down shutters, strike it on. Take my vow, take my veins, Make a psalm from platform rain. We sing oh, oh, broken tongues— Hold me close, come undone; If heaven shuts, we’ll light the doors With borrowed neon, pay in scars.
Instructional lyrics
[Intro 8b choir pad, vinyl crackle, lo‑cut] [Verse 1 ~102bpm, tom‑led, palm‑mute gtr] [**Verse 1**] Midnight hums like a wounded bell Cigarettes glow where the sinners dwell I trade a prayer for a borrowed light Cathedral rain makes a cross of night [Pre rise, choir pad swell] [Pre tension, snare on 2/4] [Pre bloom pad] [**Pre-Chorus** ] Your name is incense on my tongue I join the choir of the undone [Chorus bigger double vox] [Break 2b stop] [Chorus wide, tambourine last repeat] [Chorus octave bass, low BVs] [**Chorus** ] We sing oh, oh, broken tongues Stone hearts, beating drums If grace won’t come, we’ll fake the sun In this midnight choir of broken tongues [Verse 2 add arpeggio] [**Verse 2**] Stained‑glass puddles cut my shoes Hymns of feedback, alley blues You lean like scripture against the door I swear devotion, you ask for more [Pre rise, choir pad swell] [Pre tension, snare on 2/4] [Pre bloom pad] [**Pre-Chorus** ] I crown your shadow, iron and lace I kiss the ash on your sainted face [Chorus wide, tambourine last repeat] [Chorus octave bass, low BVs] [**Chorus** ] We sing oh, oh, broken tongues Stone hearts, beating drums If grace won’t come, we’ll fake the sun In this midnight choir of broken tongues [Bridge strip to vox+pad] [Bridge drop to drums+bass] [Bridge sparse, ride bell] [**Bridge** ] Take my vow, take my veins Make a psalm from city rain [Final Chorus x2] [**Final Chorus**] We sing oh, oh, broken tongues Hold me close, come undone If heaven shuts, we’ll kick it once With our midnight choir of broken tongues [Outro 4b toms + plate tail]
Song info
Dark post‑punk goth. Commonwealth noir lexicon (pavement, kerb, phone box, petrol rainbows). Baritone male vocal, detached/dramatic. Tempo 102 BPM, key C# minor. Brooding bass ostinato, palm‑mute jangle guitars, minimal ritual drums, choir/analog pads. Slapback on lead, long plate. Structure: Intro 8b → Verse → Pre → Chorus → Verse → Pre → Chorus → Bridge → Final Chorus → Outro. Mood: romantic doom, glamorous despair.
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