Native Tongue


Switchfoot – Native Tongue

Sing to me, baby, in your native tongue,
Sing the words of the wise and the young,
Show me the place where your words come from,
Love is the language, love is your native tongue.

Feel your heartbeat bang the drum,
Open up your eyes and fill your lungs,
The same word from where the stars are flung,
Love is the language, love is your native tongue.

My heart is a beating drum,
My head in oblivion,
My soul, such a long way from,
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue.

My friend, where did we go wrong?
My Lord, we forgot our sound,
My soul, such a long way from,
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue.

Sing it to me, whisper into my ear,
Accuser’s voices start to disappear,
In the wind, in the tongues of the flame,
In my soul, in my one true name, oh.

Back before we learned the words to start a fight,
Back before they told us that the haters were right,
He spoke the truth, “let there be” and there was,
Love is the language, love is your native tongue.

My heart is a beating drum,
My head in oblivion,
My soul, such a long way from,
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue.

My friend, where did we go wrong?
My Lord, we forgot our sound,
My soul, such a long way from,
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue.

So sing it loud, get loud, get,
Louder than the voices in the crowd, yeah,
Even when they tried to drown you out, eh,
Your lips, your lungs, your native tongue.

So sing it out, get loud, get,
Louder than the darkness and the doubts, eh,
Louder than the curses and the shouts, yeah,
Your lips, your lungs, your native tongue.

My heart is a beating drum,
My head in oblivion,
My soul, such a long way from,
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue.

My friend, where did we go wrong?
My Lord, we forgot our sound,
My soul, such a long way from,
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue.

I want the world to sing in her native tongue,
To sing it like when we were young,
Back before the pendulum had swung to the shadows.

I want the world to sing in her native tongue,
Maybe we could learn to sing along,
To find a way to use our lungs for love and not the shadows.

I want the world to sing in her native tongue,
To sing it like when we were young,
Back before the pendulum had swung to the shadows.

I want the world to sing in her native tongue,
Maybe we could learn to sing along,
To find a way to use our lungs for love and not the shadows.


NATIVE TONGUE lyrics © Downtown Music Publishing

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