Lyrics Feather Tongue - Lyla Foy

Sit inside, cinnamon eyes
Put me to the test
Keep in a frame
The picture you painted, perfect happiness

Hold that feather tongue
Don't make a scene
No war of words up my sleeve
All that you want, all that you need

Take up a cause
Feet to the floor
All the signs were right
Comfort of knowing your carriage is waiting
Should get you through the night

Carry yourself to the ringing of bells
At the river's rim
Where can I find the way through the water
To sink or swim?

Hold that feather tongue
Don't make a scene
No war of words up my sleeve
All that you want, all that you need

Hold that feather tongue
Don't make a scene
No war of words up my sleeve
All that you want, all that you need

Quick as a camera, high up a hillside
Wave the world away
If you could keep me under your fingers

Hold that feather tongue
Don't make a scene
No war of words up my sleeve
All that you want, all that you need

Hold that feather tongue
Don't make a scene
No war of words up my sleeve
All that you want, all that you need