No Language in Our Lungs Lyrics

	作词 : Partridge
	There is no language in our lungs
	to tell the world just how we feel
	no bridge of thought
	no mental link
	no letting out just what you think
	there is no language in our lungs
	there is no muscle in our tongues
	to tell the world what's in our hearts
	no we're leaving nothing
	just chiselled stones
	no chance to speak before we're bones
	there is no muscle in our tongues
	I thought I had the whole world in my mouth
	I thought I could say what I wanted to say
	For a second that thought became a sword in my hand
	I could slay any problem that would stand in my way
	I felt just like a crusader
	lionheart, a holy land invader
	but nobody can say what they really mean to say and
	the impotency of speech came up and hit me that day and
	I would have made this instrumental
	but the words got in the way
	there is no language in our...
	there is no language in our lungs
	to tell the world what's in our hearts
	no we're leaving nothing behind
	just chiselled stones
	no chance to speak before we're bones
	there is no language in our lungs.

	zuo ci : Partridge
	There is no language in our lungs
	to tell the world just how we feel
	no bridge of thought
	no mental link
	no letting out just what you think
	there is no language in our lungs
	there is no muscle in our tongues
	to tell the world what' s in our hearts
	no we' re leaving nothing
	just chiselled stones
	no chance to speak before we' re bones
	there is no muscle in our tongues
	I thought I had the whole world in my mouth
	I thought I could say what I wanted to say
	For a second that thought became a sword in my hand
	I could slay any problem that would stand in my way
	I felt just like a crusader
	lionheart, a holy land invader
	but nobody can say what they really mean to say and
	the impotency of speech came up and hit me that day and
	I would have made this instrumental
	but the words got in the way
	there is no language in our...
	there is no language in our lungs
	to tell the world what' s in our hearts
	no we' re leaving nothing behind
	just chiselled stones
	no chance to speak before we' re bones
	there is no language in our lungs.

	zuò cí : Partridge
	There is no language in our lungs
	to tell the world just how we feel
	no bridge of thought
	no mental link
	no letting out just what you think
	there is no language in our lungs
	there is no muscle in our tongues
	to tell the world what' s in our hearts
	no we' re leaving nothing
	just chiselled stones
	no chance to speak before we' re bones
	there is no muscle in our tongues
	I thought I had the whole world in my mouth
	I thought I could say what I wanted to say
	For a second that thought became a sword in my hand
	I could slay any problem that would stand in my way
	I felt just like a crusader
	lionheart, a holy land invader
	but nobody can say what they really mean to say and
	the impotency of speech came up and hit me that day and
	I would have made this instrumental
	but the words got in the way
	there is no language in our...
	there is no language in our lungs
	to tell the world what' s in our hearts
	no we' re leaving nothing behind
	just chiselled stones
	no chance to speak before we' re bones
	there is no language in our lungs.

YouTube Results (More on YouTube)