And the lights were turned down low
with faces in the fire light aglow,
we were one with those we didn’t know
and we learnt to sing the songs we sung,
each of us speaking in that other tongue.
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Words from the Jagged Edge of Truth
And the lights were turned down low
with faces in the fire light aglow,
we were one with those we didn’t know
and we learnt to sing the songs we sung,
each of us speaking in that other tongue.