Give me salt, give me sugar, give me what I crave A way to see how the animals see Give me a story where the good people win at the end I want a room with a view over a world on fire Never try to second guess the heart's desires in disarray But the words will give us, they'll give us away
The language of love will bring us love The language of war will bring us war The way that all the words become true The way that all the words become true The language of love will bring us love The language of war will surely bring us war We choose it, we own it, we choose it, we own it
Down from the sky they were coming – in this vision of the screaming cacophony of the wild hunt – let them pass, let them go – it would be the worst trip you've ever had, because if there's one thing for sure, it's that the pursuit of happiness will drive anyone mad. So let them go, careering and screeching through the world with the heads of the guilty on spikes paraded out in front of a sea of waving flags
The language of war will bring us war The language of fear will bring us fear The language of lies will bring us lies The language of love will bring us love
And everything that touches anything makes a sound Sometimes all you want to do is scream We all had our chances and we know that we blew it And so we live with the lie even though we see clean right through it And in your beautiful eyes I can see the manifest forming It's the things that you fear the most that you're going to make happen
The language of love will bring us love The language of war will bring us war The way that all the words become true The way that all the words become true The language of love will bring us love The language of war will surely bring us war We choose it, we own it, we choose it, we own it We choose it, and we own itTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
