Native these words seem to me All speech directed to me I've heard them once before I know that feeling
Stranger emotions in mind Changing the contours I find I've seen them once before Someone cries to me
O O O O The look and the sound of the voice O O O O They try, they try O O O O The shape and the power of the voice O O O O In strong low tones
Forceful and twisting again Wasting the perfect remains I've felt it once before Slipping over me
O O O O The look and the sound of the voice O O O O They try, they try The shape and the power of the voice O O O O In strong low tones
O O Sweetly the voices decay O O Draw on the lines that they say I'd lost it once before Now it cries to me
O O O O The look and the sound of the voice O O O O They try, they try O O O O The shape and the power of the voice O O O O In strong low tones O O O O The look and power of the voice O O O O They try... O O O O The shape and the sound of the voice O O O O In strong low tones O O O O The shape and the power of the voice O O O O