Mala

Sprinkle my ashes In the Adriatic I like the feel of water On my skin Mama I'm home now From your flesh and bone now And All I want is a way To get in Not ready for this How could I be ready Breath unsteady Salt on my lips Sweet and heady Love that you left me And she's just a child now Smile on her lips Dance in her hips Haven't sung in months Not missing much Be what you want me See what you can't see Things aren't working Like I know that they should Mala sam, stobom ništa nije problem I'm so small, I can't even speak Not ready for this How could I be ready Breath unsteady Salt on my lips Sweet and heady Love that you left me And she smells like home Mala, ok? Feeling some type of way This is not what I planned Don't think far ahead