Motor Medicine Drip - Thoroughgoing

Sun on my soul
Render this old
Theatrical role
Barely foretold
Oh sun on my soul

Quarter to midnight and hindsight
Clutching for handrails and other objects
It's a chicken fight

Closer to daylight
It's downright
Bright as a floodlight
In search for humans and some dynamite

Headed for sundown and hindsight
Praying for sunlight
For Heaven's sake
I'm almost out of time

Sun on my soul
Render this old
Theatrical role
Barely foretold
Oh sun on my soul

Written by:
Trevor Satterfield

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