Don (Zorro of Sorrow) McCarthy– lap steel, electric guitar, background vocals
Nathan McCarthy– bass
David Partridge– vocals, keys, percussion
Words and music by David Partridge

DEAD LANGUAGE
I don’t know how I let this slip by me just as our loving went south    
Everyone lies but with you it seems like it’s every word out of your mouth
Your first instinct is to spin out a tale when maybe the truth would be fine 
It’s too late for a story that’s straight – here’s where I’m drawing the line.
 
Double CHORUS 1: 
(Heaven knows)
How many times you have said that you’ll let him go
When those words slide over your tongue, that’s the only dead language I know.  
(Don't you deny) 
I’ve heard you say that you’ll set your other man free
When that promise passes your lips, Honey, that’s a dead language to me.

When we first met it was a similar story; restless and bored– that was you   
You took my hand and led me to the river; I was the one that was new
You baptized me, you idolized me, you gazed deep in my eyes 
Easing me into warm rushing waters but it was a torrent of lies.

CHORUS 2: 
(Time & again)
I’ve heard you say that you’ll set your other man free
When that promise passes your lips, Honey, that’s a dead language to me.
 
BRIDGE:
You don’t work at it, lying comes natural to you 
Soon I’ll be the once-was , tricked and tossed-over and blue. 

CHORUS 3: 
(Add ‘em up)
How many times you have said that you’ll let him go
When those words slide over your tongue, that’s the only dead language I know.  
When you swear that you’ve set him free, Honey, that’s a dead language to me.

DEAD LANGUAGE

I love to make new songs with smooth organic sounds and vocal harmonies that remind me of favourite bands from the 1970's. If you like Paul Simon, Cat Stevens, America, Neil Young, and Nilsson, you might enjoy this music too.

These songs are fictional vignettes and stories. Any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental.

I facilitated worship in congregations for many years, and some songs here were written for that purpose. If you find a one you'd like to use, I would be happy to provide a chart.

Under the moniker POSTCARD COMETS, singer songwriter David Partridge makes thoughtful, lyric-driven, acoustic-based music supported by a collective of like minded musicians. The  intent is to serve the song.

DEAD LANGUAGE

POSTCARD COMETS (David Partridge, Songwriter)