Texas Cactus

And you hold your breath like
A trembling leaf when you speak
It's the obligation of the quiet
Towards peace
And I think I'm trying to provide
That exit strategy

And I wait for the season that whispers
To speak to me
And I wait for the season that whispers
To speak
And I wait for the season that whispers
To speak
And I wait for your liminal uncertainties

And you hold your breath like a
A trembling leaf when you speak
It's the obligation of the quiet
Towards peace
And I think I'm trying to provide
That exit strategy

And I wait for the season that whispers
To speak to me
And I wait for your liminal uncertainties
And I wait for the season that whispers
To speak
And I wait for your liminal uncertainties

Hold me now
I'm halfway to your door
Hold me now
I'm halfway

Home
What the hell do I know?
Home
Where I'm half of no ones
Home
I'm your fickle favorite
Home
I'm your Texas Cactus

Home
What the hell do I know?
Home
Where I'm half of no ones
Home
I'm your fickle favorite
Home
I'm your Texas Cactus



Credits
Writer(s): Natalie Turner
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