Mothertime

It's hard to look at, it makes me breathe fast

Gather and feast

It's a beast to look at

It's a tunnel series, black pearls and lapis

Magenta elevators

Exits with no release

She bore me into death certainty

And I know it's sad but I find a reminder in that

Draped in willows and grass

In the sun with a song and a game

Faced with that beauty

I wanna hold it to me

To be with it alone

Cause it's a thrill to look at

Yeah it's a thrill to look at

And furthermore to be that

Alive for lives to come