Spitalfield From the Desk of b. Larsen Letras:
We drove through the night,
listening to pavement
on the stereo,
and wondering to ourselves,
will we see the sunrise,
before the drugs wear off?

Crossed so many borders
that cease to exist at
least for now,
and at this hour,
our fears and reservations
speed through open windows,
to the southern skies.

[Chorus:]
And we're getting good
at passing out in motion,
or on strangers floors.
And our wandering hearts,
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numb our blistered
fingers and our burning
throats.

Tomorrow is the same,
it's just another repeat of today,
the smile and the wave.
Can we stay above the surface,
without feeling blasé?

Can we climb that stage again
to entertain the ghosts
and maybe ourselves
and then pass out.
Our blood is mixed,
and we are one,
and we will get through this.

[Chorus]

Our blood has mixed,
and we are one,
Will we get through this?
[x2]

[Chorus]
Letras: From the Desk of b. Larsen Spitalfield [final]