Another Language

He isn't there, he's never there, and nor am I

There must be more, a little more, before I die

Another language, another feeling

Another tearing at my heart

That will inspire me, that will not tame me

That will not pull my world apart

A truth and love that we no longer know

Another way to say I have to go

I used to walk in search of life, but then I ran

We do our best to screw things up because we can

It's in ourselves, this desolation

This endless tearing at the soul

And we accept it, it's all too easy

It makes us feel we're in control

We're simply hanging out to dry

We don't know where we are, we don't know why

Another language, till now unspoken

Another life, another chance

A spark of passion to burn within me

Another round of final dance

Love and its sensations by and by

A reason to exist before I die