Flaxen hair blowing in the breeze
It is time for the geese to head south
I [bad word] with my mustard seed
I cannot accept that she will be taken from me

"Do you know who I am" she said
"I'm the one who taps you on the shoulder when it's your time
Don't be afraid
I promise that she will awake
Tomorrow
Somewhere
Tomorrow
Somewhere"

- wrap yourself around
the Tree of Life
and the Dance of the Infinity
of the Hive -
take this message to Michael

I [bad word] myself into chains
In between the tap dance clan
and your ballerina gang
I [bad word] for the Beekeeper
I know you want my
You want my Queen -
Anything but this
Can you use me instead?

In your gown with your breathing mask
Plugged into a heart machine
As if you ever needed one
I must see the Beekeeper
I must see if she'll keep her alive
Call Engine 49
I [bad word] with my mustard seed

Maybe I'm passing you by
Just passing you by girl
I'm passing you by
On my way
On my way
I'm just passing you by
But don't be confused
One day I'll [bad word] for you
I must see the Beekeeper
I must see the Beekeeper