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Wrapped up in some powered wool - I guess I'm losing touch
Don't tell me this is dying, 'cos I ain't changed that much
The only sound is water drops, I wonder where the hell I am
Some kind of jam ?
Cuckoo cocoon have I come too, too soon for you ?
There's nothing I can recognize, this is nowhere that I've known
With no sign of life at all, I guess that I'm alone
And I feel so secure that I know this can't be real
But I feel good
Cuckoo cocoon have I come too, too soon for you ?
I wonder if I'm a prisoner locked in some Brooklyn jail
- Or some sort of Jonah shut up inside the whale
No - I'm still Rael and I'm stuck in some kind of cave
What could have saved me ?
Cuckoo cocoon have I come too, too soon for you ?
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