Karaoké In Any Tongue David Gilmour

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 hear sorrow tastes the same on any tongue

Yeah

How was I to feel it when a gun was in my hand

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

Ooh

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