Tom: C
E Dbm E
And the heart is hard to translate
A
It has a language of its own
E Dbm E
It talks in tongues of quiet sighs
A E
And prayers and proclamations
Dbm E
In the grand days of great men
A E
In the smallest of gestures
Dbm E A
In short, shallow gasps
Dm
But with all my education
Em
I can’t seem to command it
F
And the words are all escaping
G
And coming back all damaged
Dm
And I would put them back in poetry
Em
If I only knew how
F G
I can’t seem to understand it
C Am
And I would give all this and heaven too
F Dm
I would give it all if only for a moment
G C Am
That I could just understand the meaning of the word, you see
F
'Cause I’ve been scrawling it forever
Dm G E
But it never makes sense to me at all
Dbm E
And it talks to me, it tip-toes
A
And it sinks to the inside
E Dbm E
It cries out in the darkest night
A
And breaks in the morning light
Dm
But with all my education
Em
I can’t seem to command it
F
And the words are all escaping
G
And coming back all damaged
Dm
And I would put them back in poetry
Em
If I only knew how
F G
I can’t seem to understand it
C Am
And I would give all this and heaven too
F Dm
I would give it all if only for a moment
G C Am
That I could just understand the meaning of the word, you see
F
'Cause I’ve been scrawling it forever
Dm G C7M
But it never makes sense to me at all
C Am
Mmmmmm, ooh-ooh
C Am
Oh, oh-oh-oh
C Dm G
Oh-oh, Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh
C Am
And I would give all this and heaven too
F Dm
I would give it all if only for a moment
G C Am
That I could just understand the meaning of the word, you see
F
'Cause I’ve been scrawling it forever
Dm G
But it never makes sense to me at all
C Am F
No words
Dm G C
Our language doesn’t deserve such treatment
Am F
And all my stumbling phrases never amounted
Dm G
To anything worth this feeling
C Am
All this and Heaven
F Dm G
Never could describe such a feeling as I feel it
C Am
Words were never so useful
F
So I was screaming out a language that I
Dm G C
Never knew existed before
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