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