Sand tide
I looked kinda cute when I was five When a garden felt like a virgin forest How grandma used the name I didn't get Wasn't a curse though, I was just too young I hear the stars calling me, momma, swear My roots ask me to be a solitude nun I wanted to be a sailor and ended up being the anchor Carmen get the sunny side of the coin You think you're the moon but you're the sun, a god damn eclipse You're so scared to fly 'couse you don't like your wings Still, you crash planes for fun I swear your lips are pomegranates You feel like a note in a bottle You lived in the 1800's You carry the name of a hundred stories You're ink written in the sand You'll be erased by a cosmic tide I promise a grain will remember you Carmen you're the sunny side of the coin You think you're the moon but you're the sun, a god damn eclipse You're so scared to fly 'couse you don't like your wings Still, you crash planes for fun
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