the wilds

on a rainy day, we took it to the museum, what did lolo say, as we tripped into impressionism?, i looked up and saw "young woman with ibis" by edgar degas, yeah the ruby red birds, with the woman lost in thought, maybe i should hear her words, see she is in the wilds, they're a bright blur, yeah she is in the wilds, and she's swaying in the storm, and i'm watching her thoughts form, they're a bright blur, see she is in the wilds and the wilds are in her, on a sunny day, we took it to the secret beach, what did lolo say? was she somehow somewhere out of reach?, i look up and see the moon in sagittarius at 29 degrees, from the ruby red sun that hangs over the scene, maybe i should hear her words, see she is in the wilds, they're a bright blur, yeah she is in the wilds, and she's swaying in the storm, and i'm watching her thoughts form, they're a bright blur, see she is in the wilds and the wilds are in her, hallelujah, by and by, through the trees, i can see the sky, and all the birds in the canopy seem to be, communicating, are they talking to me? cuz i am in the wilds, c'mon baby take a chance, at maybe making some cosmic romance, it's all oceanic, wait and see, it's communicating, and right before i panic i say, "i am in the wilds and the wilds are in me", maybe i should hear her words, see she is in the wilds, they're a bright blur, yeah she is in the wilds, and she's swaying in the storm, and i'm watching her thoughts form, they're a bright blur, see she is in the wilds and the wilds are in her