Weight Of That Weekend

Land of Talk

Compositor: Elizabeth Powell

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

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

Always tired, I'm trying 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