From rape to right in, to real to live
should I lie down or stand up
And walk around again?
My eyes finally wide open up
My eyes finally wide open shut
to find the found of sound
That hears the touch of my tears.
Smells the taste of all we waste
Could feed the others
But we smother each other
With the nectar and pucker the sour
Of sugar sweet weather
blows through our trees
Swims through our seas
flies to the last gasp we left on this earth, oh ohh