Paroles de Mother Tongue

(One, two, three, four) The street beneath my feet Is paved with rows of gold Or so I'm told (so I'm told, so I'm told) The sky before my eyes is never colour grey Or so they say I guess I've known the truth since I was pretty young That I never knew my mother's mother tongue I'll fake all of my words till they point out to me The crowds of purple orchid flowers I can't see I'll borrow chords and play along until they shine They're still not mine (still not mine, still not mine, still not mine) Breathing every postcard in until they land Still second-hand She gave me half my bones and made me one my lungs But the same cold air is filling both of them Meanwhile, a crocodile points out what's left behind The field of yellow daffodils you tried But couldn't find I've known since I was pretty young I've never known my mother's mother tongue I've known since I was pretty young I've never known my mother's mother tongue I'm putting on a smile made out of plasticine And looking clean