This time I'm gonna dig Deeper down the grass. With my naked arms I will dig the ground. Cause I'm gonna leave there The essence that it needs. They'll thank me with their child at my feet. The most pure essence is Gifted by a garden's mate. Staring and wondering what I've got for him. I pull the strings, I move fast. It makes the circle goes round. They'll thank me with their child at my feet. I'll take it. Proud. Patience. I'm pleased. And their own child's now me.