Forgotten Language
Somewhere there's a silent shout
There's a hollow ear set to the ground
Somewhere there's a Forgotten Language
Lost in a pages turn
In the fire of a controlled burn
Somewhere there's a Forgotten Language
Somewhere in the keen intent
Of iron upon steel
Courage bats a wary eye
But somehow remains still
Polishing the rusted days
While oiling the wheel
To roll on and on and on
Come on let's shout it out
Someones got to make a sound
Somewhere there's a Forgotten Language
Don't tip toe through your doubt
Pull your hollow ear from the ground
Somewhere there's a Forgotten Language
Somewhere in the good intent
of fending for our own
Courage bats a wary eye
But settles to the feel
Polishing the rusted days
While oiling the wheel
To roll on and on and on
Anchient tongues are screaming at a distance
But they go Forgotten
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