Rabbit Heart (Raise It Up) [Live BBC Proms at the Royal Albert Hall / 2024]

(Raise it up) (Raise it up) The looking glass, so shiny and new How quickly the glamour fades I start spinning, slipping out of time Was that the wrong pill to take? (Raise it up) You made a deal, and now it seems you have to offer up But will it ever be enough? (Raise it up, raise it up) it's not enough (Raise it up, raise it up) Here I am, a rabbit-hearted girl Frozen in the headlights It seems I've made the final sacrifice We raise it up This offering We raise it up This is a gift, it comes with a price Who is the lamb and who is the knife? And Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight I look around, but I can't find you (raise it up) If only I could see your face (raise it up) I start rushing towards the skyline (raise it up) I wish that I could just be brave I must become a lion-hearted girl Ready for a fight Before I make the final sacrifice We raise it up This offering We raise it up This is a gift, it comes with a price Who is the lamb and who is the knife? And Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight Raise it up, raise it up Raise it up, raise it up And in the spring, I shed my skin And it blows away with the changing winds The waters turn from blue to red As towards the sky I offer it I have been practising my cues with Jules all day And I'm still a little confused sometimes But everyone here has been so patient and lovely with me Thank you so much Jules says, "We're coming in in eight bars" And I'm like, "What does that mean?" People at the top, how are you? At the sides And in the middle Are you ready? This is a gift, it comes with a price Who is the lamb, who is the knife? And Midas is king and he holds me so tight And turns me to gold in the sunlight This is a gift, it comes with a price Who is the lamb, who is the knife? And Midas is king and he holds me so tight Turns me to gold in the sunlight This is a gift, comes with a price Who is the lamb, who is the knife? Midas is king, he holds me so tight Turns me to gold in the sunlight This is a gift