Race through the country
The perfect carnivore
Pull over and stop to breathe
There's grape jelly on your sleeve
You pick me up
I pull you down
Down to the ground
Make the most of daylight
A sun-drenched meadow by the dumpster
I came back high and hungover
From your flickering light
I hope you find your way home
To the country
The perfect manifested heaven
And stop to breathe
There's an aching heart on your sleeve
You pick me up
I pull you down
Down to the ground
Your brain unbuckled:
Luxurious
And softer than sand
Writer(s): Kristin Hersh
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