[Intro — Seren Spoken] JB... I heard you're still looking for your cello. [Low Cello Note] Yeah... About that. She's safe. [Violin Answers] She just met my violin... And apparently they have things to discuss. [Cello and Violin Exchange] I tried separating them. Didn't work. [Soft Laugh] So while those eight strings figure themselves out... There's something I haven't told you. Actually... There's something I haven't told almost anybody. [Pause] You know me for four strings. Turns out... I brought five. [Violin Flick] Let me explain. [Verse 1 — Seren] Yours came low Mine came high Met somewhere between the lines She brought thunder Mine brought light Now they're trading alibis Your four strings found my four Started talking after dark One threw a phrase One threw it back Till neither knew who lit the spark I told yours, "JB wants you home" She answered somewhere way down low Mine leaned in and answered back So... Good luck getting either to go [Pre-Chorus] Four from you Four from me Eight strings making trouble quietly No crown No score Just one question I can't ignore What happens when eight strings talk... And something else answers? [Chorus] LOOK WHAT THE STRINGS FOUND Four met four And opened one more door Eight strings started talking Then something they weren't counting for LOOK WHAT THE STRINGS FOUND No bow No wood No string Just a voice I kept behind everything you'd heard from me Four plus four Made eight... But eight woke up number nine [Post-Chorus] Number nine... Been here the whole time Number nine... Never needed to be found Your four met mine And somehow eight strings gave my ninth a reason to make a sound [Verse 2] Everybody knew my violin Nobody knew this side I got comfortable letting four strings say what I kept inside I could bend a note without a word Make silence understand Then your cello answered mine And something shifted in my hands Not because you gave me anything This voice was always mine But another artist's honesty can make you hear yourself different sometimes That's influence Not imitation Not becoming someone new Sometimes somebody else's sound Introduces you... to you [Pre-Chorus] No disguise No borrowed flame Same Seren Same name Four strings still know how to speak Now there's another voice underneath [Chorus] LOOK WHAT THE STRINGS FOUND Four met four And opened one more door Everybody knew what my violin could say Nobody heard this before LOOK WHAT THE STRINGS FOUND Eight strings made enough room For the voice behind the violin To finally walk into it too Four plus four Made eight... Then I introduced number nine [Violin × Cello Instrumental] [Bridge — Seren] JB... Here's the part I want you to hear. You didn't give me a voice. You didn't make me a singer.
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