I. Spit; or, A Bite Mark in the Shape of the Sunflower State

A recurring dream intrudes
Shit-faced on the nightly news
I'm sure of this as I'm of you
Spit will mend the bruise

Our life flashed before my eyes
Aerial toll house, and I
I caught a glimpse, heaven says "hi"
Spit will mend the bruise

By the Sunflower State scar
"Wait" plays by the Secret Stars
To reach such heights, to drop so far
Spit will mend the bruise



Credits
Writer(s): Gareth Paisey, Tom Bromley
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