Cory Branan - The Hell You Say

Spoke Too Soon

something's dead and spilled on my childhood street
just out past the garden wall
i could smell it cooking on the July breeze
that lifted all those Sunday dresses
i thought that i had seen everything
under this white-knuckled fist of moon
but i spoke too soon ...

i need you here, man i ain't even kiddin'
girl i need you here
you left the bed covered in blood and sunshine
mostly sunshine
i thought that i had seen everything
under this white-knuckled fist of moon
but i spoke too soon ...

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Writer(s): Cory Branan
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