Home and done, it's just begun
His heart weighs more
More than it ever did before
What has he done
God help my son
Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
No sugar is enough to bring sweetness to his cup
I know sorrow tastes the same on any tongue
How was I to feel it
When a gun was in my hands
And I'd waited for so long
How was I to see straight
In the dust and blinding sun
Just a pair of boots on the ground
On the screen the young men die
The children cry
In the rubble of their lives
What has he done
God help my son
Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
The volume pumped right up
But not enough to drown it out
I hear "Mama" sounds the same in any tongue
How am I to see you
When my faith stands in the way
And the wailing is long done
How am I to know you
With a joystick in my hand
When the call to arms has come
In Any Tongue Video (MV)
Performed By: Jarrod Grgic
Language: English
Length: 7:29
Written by: DAVID JON GILMOUR, POLLY ANNE SAMSON
Jarrod Grgic - In Any Tongue Lyrics
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English
Home and done, it's just begun
His heart weighs more
More than it ever did before
What has he done
God help my son
Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
No sugar is enough to bring sweetness to his cup
I know sorrow tastes the same on any tongue
How was I to feel it
When a gun was in my hands
And I'd waited for so long
How was I to see straight
In the dust and blinding sun
Just a pair of boots on the ground
On the screen the young men die
The children cry
In the rubble of their lives
What has he done
God help my son
Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
The volume pumped right up
But not enough to drown it out
I hear "Mama" sounds the same in any tongue
How am I to see you
When my faith stands in the way
And the wailing is long done
How am I to know you
With a joystick in my hand
When the call to arms has come
His heart weighs more
More than it ever did before
What has he done
God help my son
Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
No sugar is enough to bring sweetness to his cup
I know sorrow tastes the same on any tongue
How was I to feel it
When a gun was in my hands
And I'd waited for so long
How was I to see straight
In the dust and blinding sun
Just a pair of boots on the ground
On the screen the young men die
The children cry
In the rubble of their lives
What has he done
God help my son
Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
The volume pumped right up
But not enough to drown it out
I hear "Mama" sounds the same in any tongue
How am I to see you
When my faith stands in the way
And the wailing is long done
How am I to know you
With a joystick in my hand
When the call to arms has come
Writer: DAVID JON GILMOUR, POLLY ANNE SAMSON
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC