Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Tip Of My Tongue, artist - The Choir. Date of issue: 31.12.1993
Song language: English
Tip Of My Tongue |
| There’s an oasis in the heat of the day |
| There’s a fire in the chill of night |
| A turnabout in circumstance |
| Makes each a hell 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 |
| 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 circumstance 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 |
| 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 |