Control Your Tongue
Control Your Tongue
We mix words then throw ourselves into the flames
At first glance it's but a vapor then to proceed with a mere whisper
A clause to complain to get upset again won't you help me my friend
Control your tongue in the midnight hour through barrowed pews
We look inside having every bit to realize the disguise
A word spoken in the dark has come to the fullest of light
Never relent to ever give up on the fight
You may have to use duct tape for heaven's sake
A sorrowful mystery has been soon discovered
Is it any wonder we have to much time on our hands
Hope you will understand the flight of an eagle soaring in the wind
A new discovery to tell you where you need to begin again
We use our tongues to start a bar room fight
Each of us gets lost in the sauce at the edge of the night
Let's reach inside to find the grand design of a caged barbaric premise
With fire we can egnite the flame of passion with the tongue
The lonely cowboy summons his cattle to come home
Silence falters the beckoning cry for freedoms call
An angelic wish to pause for a kiss this should sweeten the soul
It maybe well hung in the state of fun still control the tongue
At funerals let's use it to stay wise & pause to reflect upon the deceased
In the battle field a soldier has a choice to use it on his knees
Many jails are filled up with people that let loose when they should have melt
It sets on fire those that haven't tamed it's control or desire
Let's embrace love when choosing words fresh out of the midnight air
Gene Simmons from Kiss will use it but that's just entertainment
Control your tongue through every facet of life amidst all strife
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