In Words

by Marika Hackman

From the album: We Slept at Last

Track 8 of 12 on We Slept at Last (2015).

Duration: 3:49

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Lyrics for In Words

If we were all born With a pylon between our eyes Would we notice the grass? Through metal bars and siren cries? I'm running on highways And dust But I've never been home Well I know I must I am the mouth That bit the hand that gave me life Then I'll kiss a chord Suck from melody, my fertile wife Cause I'm having some trouble Thinking straight To put it in words I hate to put it in words To yearn for the lark A fickle wish, a fleeting wing But she won't be caught Tethered down and forced to sing Cause I'm having some trouble Seeing clear And I'll never get home I fear And I must be left For a little while to walk my road The ways back are shut now And I'll be left to tread alone I want to go home

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  2. Before I Sleep
  3. Ophelia
  4. Open Wide
  5. Skin
  6. Claude's Girl
  7. Animal Fear
  8. In Words
  9. Monday Afternoon
  10. Undone, Undress
  11. Next Year
  12. Let Me In