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from Hablas by Talkie



Taking one on the chin,
While leaves fall to the ground.
They come from miles around,
But no one could hear the sound.
A shop filled with broken wares,
Why, I couldn’t say.
A railroad with rusted spikes,
But I can’t help but follow the way.

Could wait here a thousand years,
But I’d still be feeling the same.
The people all sing along,
But no one remembers your name.
I’ve noticed in times before,
With wind in my sails,
I tend to feel out of touch,
When my eyes are fixed on hammers and nails

I am the Jester, I am the King.
(He is the Jester King)
I am the dresser, I am the drawers.
(He is the dresser drawers)
I am the Sofa, I am the King.
(He is the Sofa King)
I am the Sueña, I am the Tron.
(He is the Sueñatron)


from Hablas, released May 29, 2017


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