Words Back to Sound

Our words have been stolen

Hijacked from our hearts

Punched up and swollen

With Malice and part

Of our journey back home

Our descent back to loam

Is to reweave our words into sound

Music's the one solid ground

Enchantment in transit

To chant is to sing

The meanings we're handed

They're just passing things

So to take back our power

From the teetering towers

We can turn all our words back to sound

Music's the one solid ground

A message was said at the start of it all

Lower than language, a clarion call:

Incarnate relation,

the field of vibration...

Would you please turn my words back to sound

Music's the one solid ground

We're written all the pamphlets

And engaged in repartee

So now let's watch the sunset

And remember the good old ways

Our tongue are growing tired

The moment's slipping by

A whole world-ending fire

And hot air just blows it wild

Freedom's a word, true

But what does it mean?

The king of all virtues

And of Martin's dream

But when yours breaks the heart

Of this loving Earth's arc

Then I'll turn all your words back to sound

Music's the one solid ground

Don't take my word for it,

See for yourself

Try to ignore it,

But time always tells

Fee fi foe fum

Or something as dumb

You can watch as the words turn to sound

Music's the one solid ground

I want you sing out a word that you love

Dig in and bring out the deep well you're of

Cuz when you vibrate

In your true present state

You can feel all your words turn to sound

Music's the one solid ground

Do it with me now

Feel the words and how

With the meanness they can mean