More water in the air than air

And little bags of jelly there



An angel falling off a cloud

A birth that God would not allow



There's a little bag on the ground

With a vein on the side

Wet enough to survive

It's alive that's inside

Make a hole drain it dry

It's the son it's the one

There's a light from the sky



A fluid fills a million eyes

The goop is dripping from the sky



Placenta at you feet

The universe is underneath