Sister

Lyrics for Sister

What the water wants is hurricanes And sailboats to ride on its back What the water wants is sun kiss And land to run into and back I have a fish stone burning my elbow Reminding me to know that I'm glad That I have a bottle filled with my old teeth They fell out like a tear in the bag And I have a sister somewhere in Detroit She has black hair and small hands And I have a kettledrum I'll hit the earth with you And I will crochet you a hat And I have a red kite I'll put you right in it I'll show you the sky