Pan Over The Hill

I came apart
Way up high
Splattered on
The film of sky

Warm sun
On my flapping face
Sweeping for
A trail or a (trace)

I came apart
Way up high
Splattered on
The film of sky

Warm sun
On my flapping face
Sweeping for
A trail or a trace

A pan over the hill
A tilt in squeaky grass
Baskets of muscle
Bone barrels pass

Hear the spider spin
Listen for the singing tracks
Wanna sound like a clearing
Blast out awkward cracks

I came apart
Way up high
Splattered on
The film of sky

Warm sun
On my flapping face
Sweeping for
A trail or a trace