Your Bruise

it`s a backwards attraction to your forward eyes but you`re so far-sighted that you can`t place trust in what or who you recognize we sped the plymouth cross the banks of the mississippi river mary timony was smaller then a super ball... chitter-chatter all these secrets started giving me the shivers plain and simply broken down near olympia i think your bruise was understanded, `cause you can`t feel this anymore it`s getting bluer and you can`t keep faking that you can`t feel this anymore