I looked up, saw a cloud
Floating by without a sound
Banana slugs do their yin/yang thing
A hermaphroditic little fling
I looked up, saw a cloud
Floating by without a sound
I looked up, saw a cloud
Floating by without a sound
Banana slugs do their yin/yang thing
A hermaphroditic little fling
(I looked up, saw a cloud
Floating by without a sound
Banana slugs do their yin/yang thing
A hermaphroditic little fling)
Last night I woke up startled from another falling dream
It was embedded in my memory from when my family lived in trees
And I've read a lot of books about the future of the sun
And how my great-great-great-great-grandfather might have been a monkey's son
There's a man down on the corner
With a weathered wrinkled face
He says that planet Earth is not his home
No, he comes from Outer Space
And we're all full of questions
And we would like to know just exactly where we came from
And exactly where we'll go
Well, I know my limitations
And I know that I don't know
But still I know the constellations and I know the falling snow
And we're all full of questions
And we would like to know just exactly where we came from
And exactly where we'll go
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