From the recording This Dirt

Lyrics

Oh if I could speak in a thousand tongues
I wouldn’t speak for you
Oh if I could speak in a thousand tongues
I’d probably pretend to be mute
Oh if I could dream just for one night
I’d probably dream the truth
Oh if I could hear the last words of a dying man
They wouldn’t renew my youth

What good is luck if it is cursed
What good is one more step
Well things fall apart
And you can’t disguise
The absence of breath

Oh I’ve payed my way in labor
I’ve clung to the sides of this train
I know there’s space
I push my own weight
Tryna push past these words

Well if I could speak in a thousand tongues
I wouldn’t speak for you
Oh if I could speak in a thousand tongues
I’d probably pretend to be mute
Oh If I could dream just for one night
I’d probably dream the truth
Oh If I could hear the last words of a dying man
They wouldn’t renew my youth
Oh if I could hear the last words of a dying man
They wouldn’t renew my youth