I heard a voice say tenderly by the brook (a flute-throated bird) singing:
‘you have no choice’ and the shore ebbed away singing ‘i carry you through the river of life’ and worn rock by waters we never knew.
ooh, so it goes! ah, life like blood should we ever know and babbled brooks a lullaby for life and she so elegantly devoured by nature said, ‘i’m One with you if Nature knows.’
And sometimes life is an egg laid and never loved and it makes me wonder… when she breathes does she see the sun between her breasts and it makes me wonder ooh, so it goes.
Ah, life like blood should we ever know wandering by babbled brooks of raging love. I have lived many lives to reach the one true love. But always failed.