SWITCHFOOT - NATIVE TONGUE

Standard Tuning
Key of F#m
No Capo

[Verse 1]

Sing to me, ba

by, in your na

tive tongue

Sing the words of the wise and the young

Show me the pl

ace where your

 words come fr

om

Love's the lan

guage, love’s 

your native to

ngue

[Verse 2]

Feel your hear

tbeat bang the

 drum

Open up your e

yes and fill y

our lungs

The same word 

from where the

 stars are flu

ng

Love's the lan

guage, love's 

your native to

ngue

[Chorus]

My heart is a 

beating drum

My head in oblivion
             
My soul such a

              
 long way from
              
My lips, my lu

          
ngs, my native

 tongue

My friend, whe

re did we go w

rong?

My Lord, we fo

rgot our song
             
My soul such a

              
 long way from

My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

Oh-woah-oh-woa

h-oh (My nativ

e tongue)

Oh-woah-oh-woah-oh (My native tongue)

[Verse 3]

Sing it to me,

 whisper into 

my ear

Accuser’s voices start to disappear

In the wind, i

n the tongues 

of the flame

In my soul, in

 my one true n

ame, oh

[Verse 4]

Back before we

 learned the w

ords to start 

a fight

Back before they told us that the haters were right

He spoke the t

ruth, "Let the

re be" and the

re was

Love's the lan

guage, love's 

your native to

ngue

[Chorus]

My heart is a 

beating drum

My head in oblivion
             
My soul such a

              
 long way from
              
My lips, my lu

          
ngs, my native

 tongue

My friend, whe

re did we go w

rong?

My Lord, we fo

rgot our song
             
My soul such a

              
 long way from

My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

Oh-woah-oh-woa

h-oh (My nativ

e tongue)

Oh-woah-oh-woah-oh (My native tongue)

[Bridge]

So sing it out

, get loud, ge

t

Louder than th

e voices in th

e crowd, yeah

Even when they

 try to drown 

you out, eh
             
Your lips, you

  
r lungs, your 

native tongue

So sing it out

, get loud, ge

t

Louder than th

e darkness and

 the doubts, e

h

Louder than th

e curses and t

he shouts, yea

h
             
Your lips, you

  
r lungs, your 

native tongue

Oh-woah-oh-woa

h-oh

Oh-woah-oh-woa

h-oh

[Chorus]

My heart is a 

beating drum

My head in oblivion
             
My soul such a

              
 long way from
              
My lips, my lu

          
ngs, my native

 tongue

My friend, whe

re did we go w

rong?

My Lord, we fo

rgot our song
             
My soul such a

              
 long way from

My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

Oh-woah-oh-woa

h-oh (My nativ

e tongue)

Oh-woah-oh-woah-oh (My native tongue)

[Outro]
          
I want the wor

              
ld to sing in 

    
her native ton

gue
              
To sing it lik

       
e when we were

 young
              
Back before th

             
e pendulum had

 
 swung to the 

shadows
          
I want the wor

              
ld to sing in 

    
her native ton

gue
              
Maybe we could

          
 learn to sing

 along
              
To find a way 

             
to use our lun

       
gs for love an

d not the shad

ows
          
I want the wor

              
ld to sing in 

    
her native ton

gue
              
To sing it lik

       
e when we were

 young
              
Back before th

             
e pendulum had

 
 swung to the 

shadows
          
I want the wor

              
ld to sing in 

    
her native ton

gue
              
Maybe we could

          
 learn to sing

 along
              
To find a way 

             
to use our lun

            
gs for love an

              
d not the shad

   
ows