I had a womb.
I had a womb
Of my own in my old home,
I had a womb.

I was in a constant state of falling.
I heard, the ground was calling calling.
oh and I knew...

I had a room.
I had a room of my own in my old home,
I had a room.

I lay underneath the sapphire ceiling
And underneath the plastic star-glow.
I drew a hundred pictures in an hour's time,
The images poured in through my eyes.
oh and I knew...

I had a tomb.
I had a tomb
Of my own in my old home,
I had a tomb.

I was in a constant state of falling.
I read a hundred stories in an hour's time,
The chapters poured in through my mind.
oh and I knew...

that it would happen again.
And it would happen again.
It would happen again

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