If I were a spider and my mother was the moon
Out came the sun and dried off her cocoon
Underneath the water I would live and die to soon
If I were a spider and my mother was the moon

Fallen from my web I have landed in the stream
Been drifting on a while or forever so it seems
My mother cries above me: "you have left the world too soon"
If I were a spider and my mother was the moon

So [bad word] to rest now down in my riverbed
Dreaming of the life I left tangled up in the web
My mother sits upon the hill singing a song or two
If I were a spider and my mother was the moon