Bad of Wind
I went to church but not the war
Nothing hurts but I was born
Pouring salt on my head
For your turquoise breath
Picking light off your cheeks
Come and sit next to me
If you must if you will
I pray do tell
Where'd you get all that blue
From Heaven's canoe?
Nothing hurts but I was born
Pouring salt on my head
For your turquoise breath
Picking light off your cheeks
Come and sit next to me
If you must if you will
I pray do tell
Where'd you get all that blue
From Heaven's canoe?
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Writer(s): Samuel Sandoval
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