Hungry Lucy Bumble
He tried to find a soft place,
For you to lay,
In the field where you loved,
To run and play.
He's getting closer, closer, closer,
To the real you,
But then he stumbled, bumbling around,
Tripping over clouds,
Sliding down a rainbow,
Falling through a sea of stars,
He's coming back down...
Inside a circle of stones that go so deep,
He wants to make you a bed,
Eternal sleep,
He's getting warmer, warmer, warmer,
Your hiding place.
But then he stumbled, bumbling around,
They came up from the ground,
Took you far away.
Fell into the night,
Slept among the stars,
You're going back down...
He never knew,
How you came to be,
On the bed,
Waiting patiently.
It's not the journey,
But the destination,
He's learning not to question.
