Native Tongue Lyrics - David Wilcox

Truer words were never spoken 

You picked them up when you were young 

Maybe woven in a story 

That goes back to where you're from 

Truer words were never spoken 

And for an audience of one 

But where you're healed is where you're broken 

And God knows your native tongue 

So build a bridge with what's behind you 

The scattered pieces of your past 

Build it out over the chasm 

To the promised land at last 

Start a bridge with what's behind you 

And God picks up where you've begun 

'Cause where you look is where love finds you 

And God knows your native tongue 

Spoken words in Aramaic 

Sounds I wouldn't understand 

In a local ancient dialect 

For the people of that land 

No little words can hold a candle 

To the splendor of the sun 

That can explain this world of wonder 

And shine the same on everyone 

But little words can hold a candle 

All your own when darkness comes 

They're just the size for us to handle 

And God knows your native tongue