Текст песни David Wilcox - Native Tongue
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from Into The Mystery..............................................Truer words were never spokenYou picked them up when you were youngMaybe woven in a storyThat goes back to where you?re fromTruer words were never spokenAnd for an audience of oneBut where you?re healed is where you?re brokenAnd God knows your native tongueSo build a bridge with what?s behind youThe scattered pieces of your pastBuild it out over the chasmTo the promised land at lastStart a bridge with what?s behind youAnd God picks up where you?ve begun?Cause where you look is where Love finds youAnd God knows your native tongueSpoken words in AramaicSounds I wouldn?t understandIn a local ancient dialectFor the people of that landNo little words can hold a candleTo the splendor of the sunThat can explain this world of wonderAnd shine the same on everyoneBut little words can hold a candleAll your own when darkness comesThey?re just the size for us to handleAnd God knows your native tongue..............................................В© David Wilcox, all rights reserved