Cory Branan - Spoke Too Soon lyrics

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 ...