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