Here in my cot where my cot loves me

I'll stay here a while in the cotton wool cocoon

Till the Chrysalis is ripe, till the time is right

With this feeling of insecurity

I have to shrink back inside, run and hide Back in the cocoon, hugging my knees

Watching my insides, the skinned glow-worm writhings

Lying in blankets, I've been here a while

Tapping out rhythms, tapping out rhythms

Against the mattress and wall The heat melts the sheets, another layer is peeled

Tapping out rhythms, tapping out rhythms

Just my cot, the wallpaper and me

I've been here awhile tapping out rhythms

Tapping out rhythms Still finding charms in the memory of those constrictor arms

Glowing in the dark in my luminous green

A pearl beaded lizard bathed in a Gossamer scent

With my heat detector lip-pit, pulling at the newly formed tissue Lying in blankets, I've been here awhile

Tapping out rhythms, tapping out rhythms

Against the mattress and wall Waiting, waiting to loose the bandages

Waiting, for new appendages

Lying in blankets, I've been here a while

I've been here too long banging out rhythms Listen for other tappings banging out rhythms

Banging out rhythms, banging out rhythms

Listen for other tappings banging out rhythms

Banging out rhythms Tapping out rhythms, tapping out rhythms

Tapping out rhythms