Emily Jane White. Wild Tigers I Have Known. Zeneszám

Silence is a power and a tool
For you
For you
Wild Tigers I Have Known
They send me down
Messin' around

You keep your heart from your chest
It'll be gone just like the rest
'Cause it's a man's world
Say all the right words
And hold your heart from your chest

The silence and the color
and their beauty
Stands right and still for you

Holdin' flames
Holdin' hands in hearts
And their bindings
held tightly
Lyin' in the shady grass
Their teeth grinding
Inside is foreign

'Cause it's the magic hand
that holds you gently
And turns one into many
And there inside,
it's bloody to reach boldly
For truth spoken from mouth in his name

There will be wise men
singing, bringing you luck
Now there will be wise men
singing, bringing you luck
Now there will be wise men
singing, bringing you luck
Bringing you love

Now it's the precious summertime
Hand in pocket
Bright light
Wild Tigers I Have Known
They send me down
Messin' around