Tip of My Tongue

[Verse 1]
There's an oasis in the heat of the day
There's a fire in the chill of night
A turnabout in circumstance makes each a hell in its own right
I've been boxed-in in the lowlands, in the canyons that think
I've been pushed to the brink of the precipice and dared not to blink
I've been confounded in the whirlwind of what-ifs and dreams
I've been burned by the turning of the wind back upon my own flames

[Chorus]
Knock the scales from my eyes
Knock the words from my lungs
I want to cry out
It's on the tip of my tongue

[Verse 2]
I've seen through the walls of this kingdom of dust
Felt the crucial revelation
But the broad streets of the heart and the day-to-day meet
At a blind intersection
I don't want to be lonely, I don't want to feel pain
I don't want to draw straws with the sons of Cain
You can take it as a prayer if you'll remember my name
You can take it as the penance of a profane saint

[Chorus]
Knock the scales from my eyes
Knock the words from my lungs
I want to cry out
It's on the tip of my tongue

[Verse 3]
There's an oasis in the heat of the day
There's fire in the chill of night
And when I know them both, I'll know your love -
I will feel it in the twilight
As circumstance comes crashing through my walls like a train
Or like a chorus from the mountains of the ocean floor
Like the wind-burst of birdwings taking flight in a hard rain
Or like a mad dog on the far side of Dante's Door

[Chorus]
Knock the scales from my eyes
Knock the words from my lungs
I want to cry out
It's on the tip of my tongue