Lomelda
Blue Bottle Snuff Jar
[Verse 1]
Lovely water flows through my fingers
Brown it may seem from the dirt underneath us
I can see you as long as
Water moves gracefully past our bodies

[Verse 2]
Summer moon peaks their head through the
Trees in our backyard, blue bottle snuff jar
Echos ring when we're out dancing
And I hear them crying, sobered past dying

[Verse 3]
Scary flashlights, faceless chickens
Running ‘round naked, nothing is sacred
I can feel the overcast blowing
All of their mothers died from cancer