Slouching toward bethlehem
Giving birth to myself again
Wondering where my body begins
And where the bacteria ends
Lord, if i find the way
To your superposition
Promise you'll whisper to me
The number i'm thinking
Surely stranger things have happened
Surely stranger things occur
Surely stranger things have happened
Maybe in another world
Surely stranger things have happened
But if they have i haven't heard
Just one word
Spoke so soft
Deafening the whole world
Rolling the stone from my tomb
Into a pornographic sunrise
Empty blossoms in my empty womb
Tender bodies smeared across the sky
Lover when you comfort me
Wild horses and women
Gallop on the froth of the sea
Taking me with them