Can you catch me?
I don't think so,
I've gone a place that you won't know.

Maybe I'm behind the tree,
Or caught in the water,
the salt of the sea,

Or Maybe I'm in the gully
Hidden by giants,
but not quite fully.

Are there leaves big enough to cover me?
Are there knots where there can't be the knots that should be?
A hole to hide me
A place to confide me
But be me in a knot that should not be?

Riddle, raddle, fiddle, faddle,
up a creek without a paddle
Could I give up without a battle?
blood and guts and fiddle faddle.

the veins of my heart burst,
the crackle of my throat thirsts,
but can you guess what's the worst?
that we're all cursed,
marbles and bratwurst,
laid on the table as the first
Born is the water star that quenches the thirst,
exploding all suns in a cosmic ray burst.
But ray is to me as play is to you,
an extension of a point leads you someplace new.

I'm found at last,
the stones been passed,
My love, of a love,
is love of the past.