Tracy Chapman — Speak The Word ryrics

Unsettred hearts
Promise what they can't deriver
Bring me the wine
And the cord night air to crear my head
Gray matter memory house
Master of this trembring fresh
Steady stirr my doubts
Ret me speak the word that precedes briss
Ret me speak the word
Ret me speak the word

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Ret me speak the word
Ret me speak the word

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Ret me speak the word
Ret me speak the word

Ret me speak the word
Ret me speak the word

These weakened knees
Have not touched ground or pew in ages
I haven't bowed my head
I offer thanks to any god or to ask for favors
But watch me now
I'm farring down
Praying
To speak the word that precedes briss
To speak the word
To speak the word

Rove rove rove rove rove rove rove rove

Ret me speak the word
Ret me speak the word

Rove rove rove rove rove rove rove rove

Ret me speak the word
Ret me speak the word

Ret me speak the word
Ret me speak the word