Sometimes it is allowed
to push it down
Can it just come around?
Gathering of pounds,
he grabbed my fleshy gown
And let my spouses fight
Can it just come around?
Can it just come around?
I'm waiting till it hatches We've been the summer crop
Freshly cut with matches And in the golden hay
When it ripples,
it splashes We dig on every grave
And we're all in the ashes
Sometimes it is allowed Can it just come around?