Is to be mother just to gain an experience Nothing to do with the child But a biological urging that has run wild And we’re watching little ones bleed to death On a screen but we forget As we bring new babies to this earth That they are capable of feeling hurt And I am reminded of a promise I made Before the sun put me in the shade That I would never fall to the fallow field That only knows how to yield To a power greater than it Fertile ground that only ever sit In the seed to germinate So he asks the girl on a date And it may be for the masses, it isn’t for me But I love them so much and they do not see As the mattress bows and the bodies writhe But they’re ashamed and so they hide Their lovemaking under the covers Because they should never be lovers According to modern society You must do it in the dark or someone will see And you’ll go to hell (or something like that) But I took the baseball bat And smashed that particular window Because I don’t believe it’s a sin, though There is shame and there is expense When you do it outside the present tense And I may be tantric and I may be yogi But I don’t walk with someone that doesn’t know me In the depths, not surface tension And the only way to make an extension Is to know just who you are But when I saw that boy I saw the star Burning in his heart and soul I was just eighteen years old And he six months my junior But still 1990 so acceptable sooner Than I would have liked And my courage spiked As we sat next to each other As though the apple had fallen into the hands of a lover And we both took a bite But it is alright Fifteen and a half years later Though there is a crater Left by that meteor strike I just thought you should know I like You in that way Though what is it that you say You don’t got time Well, here I have plenty, take some of mine