In the Lake
Where the wind made your skin made of paper you tore your arms and hands around you & you point the echoes toward the cold air.
& The words are yours, you to climb your mind into & the water swirled in snow white rushes falling down in clouds and blankets and buried my head and my eyes up and i looked i just saw and looked, Cuz the words are mine too to Climb my Voice into. Hey! In the lake where the wind made your skin made of paper you tore your arms and hands around you. & you point the echoes towards the cold air and the words are yours you so sing the meaning true and all those curses new. & all is free for you The water swirled in snow white rushes falling down in clouds and blanks and buried my head and my eyes up and i looked ma'am i just saw and looked Cuz the words are something too for me to say something too
credits
from 2 Lakes 7",
released December 20, 2020
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