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Field Studies - Mother Tongue Lyrics

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Field Studies – Mother Tongue Lyrics

A feral child
I will live without a sound
Slowly

Cover me
Dripping down the rooftops
Slowly

Cover me
While the sinking feeling blooms
Our secrets blow in southern winds
Today is a good day to bury bad news

With my black lung
Mother tongue
I’m quiet
With all my might
I spin
I live slowly

A feral child
Quiet tides are carrying my fury

From outside
I float within a blurry sky, lonely

And now I find I have become
A peaceful man with a loaded gun
I’m hitching a ride
A thorn in the side
I live off the blood of a pelican

With my black lung
Mother tongue
I’m quiet
With all my might
I spin
I live slowly

[Lyrics to Mother Tongue by Field Studies]

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