All This And Heaven Too

And the heart is hard to translate

It has a language of its own

It talks in tongues and quiet sighs

And prayers and proclamations

In the grand deeds of great men and the smallest of gestures

In short shallow gasps

But with all my education

I can't seem to commend it

And the words are all escaping me

And coming back all damaged

And I would put them back in poetry

If I only knew how

I can't seem to understand it

And I would give all this and heaven too

I would give it all if only for a moment

That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see

'Cause I've been scrawling it forever

But it never makes sense to me at all

And it talks to me in tiptoes

And sings to me inside

It cries out in the darkest night

And breaks in morning light

But with all my education

I can't seem to commend it

And the words are all escaping me

And coming back all damaged

And I would put them back in poetry

If I only knew how

I can't seem to understand it

And I would give all this and heaven too

I would give it all if only for a moment

That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see

'Cause I've been scrawling it forever

But it never makes sense to me at all

And I would give all this and heaven too

I would give it all if only for a moment

That I could just understand the meaning of the word you see

'Cause I've been scrawling it forever

But it never makes sense to me at all

No words

Poor language

It doesn’t deserve such treatment

And all of my stumbling phrases never amounted to anything worth this feeling

All this heaven never could describe such a feeling as I'm hearing

Words were never so useful

So I was screaming out a language that I never knew existed before