Native these words seem to me

All speech directed to me

I've heard them once before

I know that feeling

Stranger emotions in mind

Changing the contours I find

I've seen them once before

Someone cries to me

O O O O

The look and the sound of the voice

O O O O

They try, they try

O O O O

The shape and the power of the voice

O O O O

In strong low tones

Forceful and twisting again

Wasting the perfect remains

I've felt it once before

Slipping over me

O O O O

The look and the sound of the voice

O O O O

They try, they try

The shape and the power of the voice

O O O O

In strong low tones

O O

Sweetly the voices decay

O O

Draw on the lines that they say

I'd lost it once before

Now it cries to me

O O O O

The look and the sound of the voice

O O O O

They try, they try

O O O O

The shape and the power of the voice

O O O O

In strong low tones

O O O O

The look and power of the voice

O O O O

They try...

O O O O

The shape and the sound of the voice

O O O O

In strong low tones

O O O O

The shape and the power of the voice

O O O O