Lyrics:

Native these words seem to me All speech directed to me I've heard them once before I know that feeling



Stranger emotions in mynd Changing the contours I find I've seen them once before Someone cries to me



CHORUS : Oh, the look and the sound of The Voice They try, they try Oh, the shape and the power of The Voice In strong low tones



Forceful and twisting again Wasting the perfect remains I've felt it once before Slipping over me



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Sweetly the voices decay Draw on the lines that they say I'd lost it once before Now it cries to me



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Oh, the look and the power of The Voice They try, they try Oh, the shape and the sound of The Voice In strong low tones Oh, the shape and the power of The Voice In strong low