[Silence]<\/p>\n
[Arrangement: Blues electric guitar, slide guitar, saxophone, piano, organ, percussion, drums, fat bass, male and female duet]<\/p>\n
[Intro]
\nWhat lives…
\n(Beneath the noise)
\nBeyond the language
\n(Silent the voice)<\/p>\n
[Verse 1]
\nWe try to name it
\n(Every time)<\/p>\n
Put it in a phrase
\n(A perfect rhyme)<\/p>\n
But meaning slips
\n(Through the cracks)<\/p>\n
When words alone
\n(Don\u2019t bring it back)<\/p>\n
So we reach out
\n(Without a sound)<\/p>\n
To something deeper
\n(All around)<\/p>\n
[Pre-Chorus]<\/p>\n
Not in saying
\n(But in feeling)<\/p>\n
Not in spelling
\n(But in healing)<\/p>\n
[Chorus]<\/p>\n
If ever words are too much
\n(Leave it to the touch)<\/p>\n
If you forget what is real
\n(Remember the real feel deal)<\/p>\n
If silence takes away the crutch
\n(Then lean into the touch)<\/p>\n
If logic fades and thoughts get rough
\n(Trust what you can touch)<\/p>\n
[Bridge]
\n[Instrumental, Saxophone Solo]<\/p>\n
[Refrain]<\/p>\n
Too the touch
\n(Reach out)<\/p>\n
Bump and such
\n(Feel what life’s about)<\/p>\n
If you can’t find the words
\n(Play the chords)<\/p>\n
If meaning blurs
\n(Feel what occurs)<\/p>\n
[Verse 2]<\/p>\n
Skin on skin
\n(A quiet truth)<\/p>\n
Older than language
\n(Older than youth)<\/p>\n
A handshake, a heartbeat
\n(A steady guide)<\/p>\n
Something honest
\n(Can\u2019t hide inside)<\/p>\n
No translation needed
\n(No delay)<\/p>\n
Just presence meeting
\n(Where we stay)<\/p>\n
[Pre-Chorus]<\/p>\n
Not in theory
\n(But in ground)<\/p>\n
Not in silence
\n(But in sound)<\/p>\n
[Chorus]<\/p>\n
If ever words are too much
\n(Leave it to the touch)<\/p>\n
If you forget what is real
\n(Remember the real feel deal)<\/p>\n
If meaning slips out of your clutch
\n(Return to what you touch)<\/p>\n
If everything becomes too much
\n(Just trust the touch)<\/p>\n
[Bridge]
\n[Instrumental, Saxophone Solo]<\/p>\n
We build our worlds
\n(Of air and thought)<\/p>\n
But forget the lessons
\n(That bodies taught)<\/p>\n
Before the writing
\n(Before the page)<\/p>\n
There was knowing
\n(Without the cage)<\/p>\n
[Instrumental]<\/p>\n
[Acoustic Guitar Solo]<\/p>\n
[Piano Motif]<\/p>\n
[Soft Organ Pad]<\/p>\n
[Final Chorus]<\/p>\n
If ever words are too much
\n(Leave it to the touch)<\/p>\n
If you forget what is real
\n(Remember the real feel deal)<\/p>\n
If all the world becomes too much
\n(Then come back to the touch)<\/p>\n
If everything slips out of clutch
\n(We return to the touch)<\/p>\n
[Refrain]<\/p>\n
Too the touch
\n(Reach out)<\/p>\n
Bump and such
\n(Feel what life’s about)<\/p>\n
[Outro]<\/p>\n
No more speaking
\n(Just feel it)<\/p>\n
No more hiding
\n(Just heal it)<\/p>\n
Too the touch
\n(Reach out)<\/p>\n
Too the touch
\n(What life\u2019s about)<\/p>\n
Too the touch
\n(Feel about)<\/p>\n
Bump and such
\n(And, let out a shout!)<\/p>\n