Lyrics

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