A Message
Jay Sakong
How do I make a sound worth the breath?
One that may leave my mouth with purpose
And so now how do I make you understand through words
Something that never truly could be heard?
How do I make it so my voice may grow arms to hold
A message to reach your ears with purpose?
And so now how do I make you understand through words
Something that never truly could be heard?
Be heard, ooh
Be heard
How do I turn my tongue into a brush?
One I could use to paint a portrait of my fear and love
I'd color it red with blood, then dry my lips and wash my lungs
Then finally show you some piece of me