Land of Talk – Festivals

Sundown, you’re magnificent
Cuss aloud in murderin snow
Wet skin, it was all a win
Use the sound and then let it soak
In around silent light
Sudden feel
It’s the way it works
It’s the way it was
you like
you like

If your mouth is a festival
there’s a song in the way you speak,
but around town
it’s the weight of words
’cause i’m down in that sea
Every light made of stone
Weight of stone “You’re just a wildcard”

It’s the weight of words
It’s the weight of words

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