Land of Talk - Weight Of That Weekend

Always come at me from a different angle
Make me think I don't understand
How I'm feeling
'Til the feeling that I get out of hand

Visible only 'til the furthest fountain
Acting like I never got scared
Would I feel it?
I never wanna be ill-prepared

I won't waste time trying to to get back something
Shit just got so real
I wanna ride
I wanna die on that field
Physical way of night-facing partner
Eyes wide I let it go too soon
Now I feel it
Sit with it while I wait by the moon

'Cause I'm not sleeping
The weight of that weekend
As long as I'm breathing
This is a prayer for love

Holy water
House of pain
Come through slaughter
To swim again
Holy water
House of pain
Wanna heal from slaughter
And swim again

'Cause I'm not sleeping
The weight of that weekend
As long as I'm dreaming
This is a prayer for love

This is a prayer for love
This is a prayer for love

'Cause I'm not sleeping

Written by:
Elizabeth Powell

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