Sweet Spot
WILD BEASTS · Present Tense 2014 · Track 04 of 11
Written by Wild Beasts
Oh the sweetest spot When it's gone, it's gone Don't make me suffer for that Just to love me A final dividend
Between the hurt and the tell of song Between the flesh and the fondest wrong There is a gardless state Where the real and the dream may consummate
Oh the sweetest spot When it's gone, it's gone Don't make me suffer for that Just to love me A final dividend
Between the wound and end Between the break and the mend Between the world and the get Between bone dry and the dripping wet
It's in the holy ghost of air Between two hands held in prayer There is a gardless state Where the real and the dream may consummate
Oh the sweetest spot When it's gone, it's gone Don't make me suffer for that Just to love me A final dividend