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letra de tip of my tongue - the choir

[verse 1]
there’s an oasis in the heat of the day
there’s a fire in the chill of night
a turnabout in circ-mstance
makes each a h-ll in its own right
i’ve been boxed-in in the lowlands, in the canyons that think
i’ve been pushed to the brink of the precipice and dared not to blink
i’ve been confounded in the whirlwind of what-if’s and dreams
i’ve been burned by the turning of the wind back upon my own flames

[chorus]
knock the scales from my eyes
knock the words from my lungs
i want to cry out
it’s on the tip of my tongue

[verse 2]
i’ve seen through the walls of this kingdom of dust
felt the crucial revelation
but the broad streets of the heart and the day-to-day
meet at a blind intersection
i don’t want to be lonely, i don’t want to feel pain
i don’t want to draw straws with the sons of cain
you can take it as a prayer if you’ll remember my name
you can take it as the penance of a profane saint

[chorus]
knock the scales from my eyes
knock the words from my lungs
i want to cry out
it’s on the tip of my tongue
knock the scales from my eyes
knock the words from my lungs
i want to cry out
it’s on the tip of my tongue

[verse 3]
there’s an oasis in the heat of the day
there’s fire in the chill of night
and when i know them both, i’ll know your love
i will feel it in the twilight
oh, as circ-mstance comes crashing through my walls like a train
or like a chorus from the mountains of the ocean floor
like the wind-burst of birdwings taking flight in a hard rain
or like a mad dog on the far side of dante’s door

- the choir

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