| Song | Speaking Confidentially |
| Artist | Cowboy Junkies |
| Album | Lay It Down |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Timmins | |
| Speaking confidentially | |
| The fire that burnt inside of me | |
| Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
| That grows beside the anguished sea | |
| Speaking confidentially | |
| Speaking metaphorically | |
| The earth | |
| I trust beneath my feet | |
| Is moving now ever so slightly | |
| I shift my feet but feel no relief | |
| Speaking metaphorically | |
| Speaking hypothetically | |
| If the air you breathe was so unique | |
| Would you use it up to idly speak | |
| Or horde it for a rainy week | |
| Speaking hypothetically | |
| Speaking kind of cryptically | |
| The sea that raged beside the tree | |
| Burning bright for all to see | |
| It just might mean the most to me | |
| Speaking kind of cryptically | |
| Speaking confidentially | |
| The fire that burnt inside of me | |
| Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
| That grows beside the anguished | |
| Speaking confidentially |
| zuo qu : Timmins | |
| Speaking confidentially | |
| The fire that burnt inside of me | |
| Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
| That grows beside the anguished sea | |
| Speaking confidentially | |
| Speaking metaphorically | |
| The earth | |
| I trust beneath my feet | |
| Is moving now ever so slightly | |
| I shift my feet but feel no relief | |
| Speaking metaphorically | |
| Speaking hypothetically | |
| If the air you breathe was so unique | |
| Would you use it up to idly speak | |
| Or horde it for a rainy week | |
| Speaking hypothetically | |
| Speaking kind of cryptically | |
| The sea that raged beside the tree | |
| Burning bright for all to see | |
| It just might mean the most to me | |
| Speaking kind of cryptically | |
| Speaking confidentially | |
| The fire that burnt inside of me | |
| Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
| That grows beside the anguished | |
| Speaking confidentially |
| zuò qǔ : Timmins | |
| Speaking confidentially | |
| The fire that burnt inside of me | |
| Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
| That grows beside the anguished sea | |
| Speaking confidentially | |
| Speaking metaphorically | |
| The earth | |
| I trust beneath my feet | |
| Is moving now ever so slightly | |
| I shift my feet but feel no relief | |
| Speaking metaphorically | |
| Speaking hypothetically | |
| If the air you breathe was so unique | |
| Would you use it up to idly speak | |
| Or horde it for a rainy week | |
| Speaking hypothetically | |
| Speaking kind of cryptically | |
| The sea that raged beside the tree | |
| Burning bright for all to see | |
| It just might mean the most to me | |
| Speaking kind of cryptically | |
| Speaking confidentially | |
| The fire that burnt inside of me | |
| Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
| That grows beside the anguished | |
| Speaking confidentially |