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