Suzanne Vega - Language

Suzanne Vega
If language were liquid

Instead here we are
It would be rushing in
In a silence more eloquent
Words are too solid
Than any word could ever be
They don't move fast enough

To catch the blur in the brain
That flies by and is gone
Gone
Gone
Gone

Placeless place
In a timeless
I'd like to meet you
Somewhere out of context
And beyond all consequences

(Words are too solid)
Let's go back to the building
On Little West Twelfth
It is not far away
(They don't move fast enough)
And the river is there
And the sun and the spaces
Are all laying low
And we'll sit in the silence
(To catch the blur in the brain)
(That flies by and is)
That comes rushing in and is
Gone (Gone)

I won't use words again
They don't mean what I meant
They don't say what I said
With realms underneath
They're just the crust of the meaning
Never stirred
Never touched
Never even moved through

If language were liquid
I
Instead here we are
In a silence more eloquent
Than any word could ever be

And it's gone
Gone
Gone
And it's gone

Suzanne Vega - Language

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