SPEAKING IN TONGUES

Speaking in tongues, body and soul
What a mess between flesh and bones
Speaking in tongues,
What a carry on!,
Eternal fight between the truth and the gods.

Who could be a friend
Or a caring man?
Who could be your maker
Or could be a murderer?
I could be your friend,
I could be a thoughtful man
I could be your lover but
I could be your torturer

Speaking in tongues, tuning a song
In which my dreams are chasing what’s left of your hope.
Speaking in tongues from dusk to dawn
Eternal fight between the truth and the gods.
Who could be a friend…..

Speaking in tongues, body and soul
What a mess between your flesh and my bones.