NATIVE TONGUE
Switchfoot Lyrics


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Sing to me, baby, in your native tongue
Sing the words of the wise and the young
Show me the place where your words come from
Love is the language, love is your native tongue

Feel your heartbeat bang the drum
Open up your eyes and fill your lungs
The same word from where the stars are flung
Love is the language, love is your native tongue

My heart is a beating drum
My head in oblivion
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

My friend, where did we go wrong?
My Lord, we forgot our sound
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

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

Sing it to me, whisper into my ear
Accuser's voices start to disappear
In the wind, in the tongues of the flame
In my soul, in my one true name, oh

Back before we learned the words to start a fight
Back before they told us that the haters were right
He spoke the truth, "let there be" and there was
Love is the language, love is your native tongue

My heart is a beating drum
My head in oblivion
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

My friend, where did we go wrong?
My Lord, we forgot our sound
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

So sing it loud, get loud, get
Louder than the voices in the crowd, yeah
Even when they tried to drown you out, eh
Your lips, your lungs, your native tongue

So sing it out, get loud, get
Louder than the darkness and the doubts, eh
Louder than the curses and the shouts, yeah
Your lips, your lungs, your native tongue

(Oh-woah-oh-woah-oh)
(Oh-woah-oh-woah-oh)

My heart is a beating drum
My head in oblivion
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

My friend, where did we go wrong?
My Lord, we forgot our sound
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

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

I want the world to sing in her native tongue
To sing it like when we were young
Back before the pendulum had swung to the shadows

I want the world to sing in her native tongue
Maybe we could learn to sing along
To find a way to use our lungs for love and not the shadows

I want the world to sing in her native tongue
To sing it like when we were young
Back before the pendulum had swung to the shadows

I want the world to sing in her native tongue




Maybe we could learn to sing along
To find a way to use our lungs for love and not the shadows

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Switchfoot's song "Native Tongue" celebrate love as the universal language. The song begins with the singer asking their lover to sing to them in their native tongue and to show them where their words come from. The lyrics then shift to a reflection on the power and beauty of love as a language that transcends all others. The chorus repeats the idea that love is the singer's native tongue and encourages others to embrace their own languages of love.


As the song continues, the lyrics become more introspective. The singer reflects on their own struggles to connect with their native language of love, feeling as though their heart, head, and soul are all disconnected from their lips and lungs. The song then moves into a plea to the world to embrace their own native tongues of love, singing like we did when we were young and before we learned the words to start a fight. The song ends with a hopeful call to use our lungs for love instead of shadows.


The lyrics of "Native Tongue" explore the idea that love is the most important language we can speak, one that unites all people and can transcend any barriers. It is an empowering and uplifting message that encourages listeners to embrace their own languages of love and use them to make a positive impact in the world.


Line by Line Meaning

Sing to me, baby, in your native tongue
Express your emotions to me in your own language, the one your people have spoken for generations


Sing the words of the wise and the young
Share the knowledge of your respected elders and the passion of your youth


Show me the place where your words come from
Unveil to me the roots of your language, the land and culture holding its origin


Love is the language, love is your native tongue
Despite differences, love is the common expression we all understand, and it's the naturally understood way you choose to express it


Feel your heartbeat bang the drum
Your love languages echo within and reverberate out, similar to a drumbeat


Open up your eyes and fill your lungs
Experience life to its fullest and breathe it in avidly


The same word from where the stars are flung
The language of love is universal, it comes from the same place where the universe's stars were flung


My soul, such a long way from My lips, my lungs, my native tongue
As I am out of my comfort zone, my soul, the core of my being, feels distanced from my ability to speak the language I grew up with


My friend, where did we go wrong? My Lord, we forgot our sound
We lost sight of the original spirit of our language; we must rediscover it to reconnect with our identity and purpose


Sing it to me, whisper into my ear Accuser's voices start to disappear
Soothe my soul with the sound of your voice, and quiet the negative thoughts that torment us internally


Back before we learned the words to start a fight
In the past, when we were innocent, we didn't have the vocabulary to cause harm or division


Back before they told us that the haters were right
Before external forces convinced us that those who hate were worth listening to


Love is the language, love is your native tongue
Even before we learned how to communicate, love was a part of our existence; it should be the foundation for every other word we utter


So sing it loud, get loud, get Louder than the voices in the crowd, yeah
Raise your voice, express your thoughts with impact, and stand out from those who wish to silence you


Your lips, your lungs, your native tongue
The language you grew up speaking is an essential component of your voice, a part of who you are


I want the world to sing in her native tongue
We should all embrace and celebrate our diverse cultures, and the rest of the world should follow suit


Maybe we could learn to sing along
By learning each other's native tongues, we can have greater appreciation and connection with other people


To find a way to use our lungs for love and not the shadows
Our spoken word should be for spreading hope, positivity, and encouragement rather than darkness, cynicism, or hatred




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing, Downtown Music Publishing, THE BICYCLE MUSIC COMPANY
Written by: Brent Kutzle, Jonathan Mark Foreman, Timothy David Foreman

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"Native Tongue"

Sing to me, baby, in your native tongue
Sing the words of the wise and the young
Show me the place where your words come from
Love is the language, love is your native tongue

Feel your heartbeat bang the drum
Open up your eyes and fill your lungs
The same word from where the stars are flung
Love is the language, love is your native tongue

My heart is a beating drum
My head in oblivion
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

My friend, where did we go wrong?
My Lord, we forgot our sound
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

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

Sing it to me, whisper into my ear
Accuser's voices start to disappear
In the wind, in the tongues of the flame
In my soul, in my one true name, oh

Back before we learned the words to start a fight
Back before they told us that the haters were right
He spoke the truth, "let there be" and there was
Love is the language, love is your native tongue

My heart is a beating drum
My head in oblivion
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

My friend, where did we go wrong?
My Lord, we forgot our sound
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

So sing it loud, get loud, get
Louder than the voices in the crowd, yeah
Even when they tried to drown you out, eh
Your lips, your lungs, your native tongue

So sing it out, get loud, get
Louder than the darkness and the doubts, eh
Louder than the curses and the shouts, yeah
Your lips, your lungs, your native tongue

(Oh-woah-oh-woah-oh)
(Oh-woah-oh-woah-oh)

My heart is a beating drum
My head in oblivion
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

My friend, where did we go wrong?
My Lord, we forgot our sound
My soul, such a long way from
My lips, my lungs, my native tongue

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

I want the world to sing in her native tongue
To sing it like when we were young
Back before the pendulum had swung to the shadows

I want the world to sing in her native tongue
Maybe we could learn to sing along
To find a way to use our lungs for love and not the shadows

I want the world to sing in her native tongue
To sing it like when we were young
Back before the pendulum had swung to the shadows

I want the world to sing in her native tongue
Maybe we could learn to sing along
To find a way to use our lungs for love and not the shadows



All comments from YouTube:

Switchfoot

We're stoked to announce the NATIVE TONGUE tour and album! Check em out at SWITCHFOOT.COM.

Lily Of The Valley

I most certainly will!

daniel gomez

hola

Lyuba Vasilieva

Very good

Forgiven

How about taking on the song "Personal Jesus"

Luis angel Garcia perez

@Esthephani Rocío Ruiz Batres ese chapin

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Tate Andersen

To anyone still listening to this:
You have good taste in music

CarsonSheesh

Here

budi andayani

April 2022 still listening...

Hayden Lyga

Yes, yes I do

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