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