The caves of our mouths are forest,
Darkness and the air.
In between is 
Overflowing and [bad word] 

Wolverine flies past, his shiny shiny teeth, 
And she is kind, he is free 
Full of knowing.
She is sure,
She is sure.

The caves of our mouths are bear's 
bellies and the air.
In between is [bad word] and the dancing.

Centaur queen flies past, her tiny tiny teeth 
He is kind, she is free,
Wants to show him.
She is sure,
She is sure,
She is sure.

Find him in the bat's mouth,
He is singing in her bat's mouth.
He is shaking and dancing in a bat mouth,
Getting tired and sleeping in her bat mouth.
And she's holding him tight in her bat arms,
She is wrapping him up in her bat arms.
And she's thanking her mother sea,
Thank you mother sea 
For letting him see the sea in me.

She is sure,
She is sure,
She is sure,
She is sure. Wohoa-o!

She is sure,
She is sure. Wohoa-o!
She is sure,
She is sure.