[Instrumental Intro]
What the water wants is hurricanes
And sailboats to ride on its back
What the water wants is sun kiss
And land to run in to and back
And I have a fish stone
Burning my elbow
Reminding me to know that I'm glad
And 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 beat 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
Lyrics provided by LRCLIB
