She was a telepathic cup
A real kinetic pup
She was the synergy
In a cosmic cup
She taught the universe
A symbiotic verse
In her we immersed
As she spoke to us
Of her cosmic lust
A dejected land
We could not walk or stand
Until she thrust her hand
And picked us up
She carried us
To her cosmic cup
In her nest we nursed
Until we quenched our thirst
Oh lady speak to me
I want to be your first
A newborn land
- I want to be your man