Ladybird, head first into the mystic masses Tug hard she's not coming out, feels like molasses Came ashore to the warmth of her dearly beloved Shimmer shells, summer swells and simply the sum of it Massless honesty Clawing at a fleeting day Tending to a dying flame Oh, but you'll shoulder your mother 'Til her last lover Tea lights, starry nights are all that you've grown with The world around you's been changing, you just don't know it And in your final flight Nuzzle me with all your might And in your final flight Nuzzle me with all your might Clawing at a fleeting day Tending to a dying flame