Carissa was 35, raised kids since she was 15 years old and suddenly died… she was my second cousin; I didn’t know her well at all, but it doesn’t mean that I wasn’t meant to find some poetry, to make some sense of this, to find a deeper meaning

they couldn’t see that the ocean was big… so they didn’t know that the motion was fishy

Yo te ando buscando No tengo dicha Yo no te encuentro ¿Dónde estarás? Preguntando Por todas partes Qué si la han visto O si alguien sabe dónde estará

The poppy birds way Swing twigs coffee brands around Brandish her wand With a feathery tongue My head kissed the ground I was half the way down, treading the sand

Life to this love to me, heading me down to me Thunder bird shale seems to be all and it's rosy, it's a beautiful day

Carissa was 35, raised kids since she was 15 years old and suddenly died… she was my second cousin; I didn’t know her well at all, but it doesn’t mean that I wasn’t meant to find some poetry, to make some sense of this, to find a deeper meaning

they couldn’t see that the ocean was big… so they didn’t know that the motion was fishy

Yo te ando buscando No tengo dicha Yo no te encuentro ¿Dónde estarás? Preguntando Por todas partes Qué si la han visto O si alguien sabe dónde estará

The poppy birds way Swing twigs coffee brands around Brandish her wand With a feathery tongue My head kissed the ground I was half the way down, treading the sand

Life to this love to me, heading me down to me Thunder bird shale seems to be all and it's rosy, it's a beautiful day