The Native Tongue

Brant Bjork 2017

In a galaxy
far far away
in a neighborhood
on the edge of outer space
this world is gone now
its in every thing i am
you can hear the native tongue
but you never understand

but you never understand

the snake in a closet
that took us to this place
with a boy next door got board
and dug his own grave
a three headed dragon
well it lived up the street
and a girl on a chopper bike that would haunt me in my sleep

its me and the girl next door ripping off this hold up and haunts me in my sleep

I don't know what brought me there
I don't know what it all means
to feel the sweet breeze and be scared
but there's still a thing inside me out there

the singing in those trees
the singing in those trees that bleed
In a galaxy
far far away
in a neighborhood
on the edge of outer space
this world is gone now
its in every thing i am
you can hear the native tongue
but you never understand
but you never understand (x13 til fade out)