Silence is a power and tool, for you, for you
Wild tigers I Have Known, they see me down, messin' around
You keep your heart from your chest
It'll be gone, just like the rest
Cause it's a man's world
Say all the right words
And hold your heart from your chest
The silence and the call
And their beauty
Stands right and still for you
Holding flames, holding hands and hearts, and their bindings held tightly
Lyin' in the shady grass, their teeth grinding, insight is foreign
Cause it's the magic hand that holds you gently, and turns one into man
And their insight is bloody, to reach boldly, for truth spoken from mouth in his name
There will be wise men singin', bringing you luck now
There will be wise men singin', bringing you luck now
There will be wise men singin', bringing you luck, bringing you luck
Now it's the precious end of time, hand in pocket, bright light
Wild tigers I have known, they see me down messin' around
