I'm, I'm a piece of light stuck in your spine

I'm, I'm the noble thing you had to ride

Ooh, I'm the piece of time that won't be moved

Ooh, I'm the piece of pain stuck in your tooth

I'm a man of a certain kind

I'm a woman of a certain space and time

I'm your mother, I'm your father

We were dreamed in a rolling thunder

You, you are a kind of epistolary blue

You write your letters in a certain hue

I, I am a rage of colours 'cross the sky

I am a blaze of colours formed of light

We are man of a certain kind

We are a woman of a certain place and time

We are children, milk of our mother

We were born under a rolling thunder

I'm your mother

I'm your father

We are man

We are heart

We are gold

We are land

We are dew in summer

We are word

I'm the chain