foetus,
o foetus you are
with your face like a car
how you fly in the void in your mind

embryo
o embryo you turn
with your eyes how you burn
how you know that the world is unkind

don't get back to me babe
o don't get back to me
don't get back to me babe
yea

elliptical child, tell me your ways,
now you grow like the wind and the rainfall
with your mind still so mild, yet your voice in a daze
like one open to all that is truthful

o
how your ways be unfurled
o
how your ways be unfurled …