Unspoken Lyrics
Artist Nii Ayikwei Parkes Lyrics
Song Title Unspoken
Whispers: unspoken, unspoken
Chorus (2X):
those who listen
always hear what's beneath
the spoken word
because the truth lies
in the unspoken
Verse 1:
if you looked at me
you’d never be able to tell
whether or not I would yell
if you told a sick joke
and even if I spoke
I could conceal the depths of my obsession
the weight of my convictions
the extent of my compassion
in cultured tones and measured inaction
so by deduction
you’d never fathom
that I’ve loved at random
been held to ransom by lust
and wondered before how long my life will last
so I’ll save you the task
and tell you before you ask
Chorus (2X):
those who listen
always hear what's beneath
the spoken word
because the truth lies
in the unspoken
Verse 2:
and that's why I don’t slave for rhyme
I slave for resonance
amplification of sounds
by sympathetic vibrations
within the bone structure
of the nose, mouth and pharynx
so as my mind thinks
sympathetic humans tune
in and soon
understanding resonates
captivates, elevates, educates, liberates
cultivates love deep enough to drown prejudice
forget this liquorice sweet mockery
word trickery the world teaches
for the eyes are more eloquent
than the dictionaries of missionaries
Chorus (2X):
those who listen
always hear what's beneath
the spoken word
because the truth lies
in the unspoken
Refrain:
resonance like a baby’s cry
the wordless potency of plantation songs
the painful urgency of village gongs
morning’s untouchable resound
the indescribable passion of body sounds
tropical rain’s enchanting insistence
breathing’s silent persistence…
guitar strings and heartbeats
sax sighs, hand claps, drum/beats
xylophonic orchestrations and beat boxes
sound produced by bodies vibrating in resonance
with a neighbouring source of sound
I strive for resonance because I’ve found
that reason is often in words drowned
and language is useless without the patience to listen
patience is understanding
patience is silence
silence is language
Chorus (repeat till fade):
those who listen
always hear what's beneath
the spoken word
because the truth lies
in the unspoken
because the truth lies
in the unspoken
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Chorus (2X):
those who listen
always hear what's beneath
the spoken word
because the truth lies
in the unspoken
Verse 1:
if you looked at me
you’d never be able to tell
whether or not I would yell
if you told a sick joke
and even if I spoke
I could conceal the depths of my obsession
the weight of my convictions
the extent of my compassion
in cultured tones and measured inaction
so by deduction
you’d never fathom
that I’ve loved at random
been held to ransom by lust
and wondered before how long my life will last
so I’ll save you the task
and tell you before you ask
Chorus (2X):
those who listen
always hear what's beneath
the spoken word
because the truth lies
in the unspoken
Verse 2:
and that's why I don’t slave for rhyme
I slave for resonance
amplification of sounds
by sympathetic vibrations
within the bone structure
of the nose, mouth and pharynx
so as my mind thinks
sympathetic humans tune
in and soon
understanding resonates
captivates, elevates, educates, liberates
cultivates love deep enough to drown prejudice
forget this liquorice sweet mockery
word trickery the world teaches
for the eyes are more eloquent
than the dictionaries of missionaries
Chorus (2X):
those who listen
always hear what's beneath
the spoken word
because the truth lies
in the unspoken
Refrain:
resonance like a baby’s cry
the wordless potency of plantation songs
the painful urgency of village gongs
morning’s untouchable resound
the indescribable passion of body sounds
tropical rain’s enchanting insistence
breathing’s silent persistence…
guitar strings and heartbeats
sax sighs, hand claps, drum/beats
xylophonic orchestrations and beat boxes
sound produced by bodies vibrating in resonance
with a neighbouring source of sound
I strive for resonance because I’ve found
that reason is often in words drowned
and language is useless without the patience to listen
patience is understanding
patience is silence
silence is language
Chorus (repeat till fade):
those who listen
always hear what's beneath
the spoken word
because the truth lies
in the unspoken
because the truth lies
in the unspoken
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