Lyrics

[Verse] Lonely spider in the Philippines, watched his eggs just hatch Thousands of spiderlings, the web is a map of their memories, wintery Beneath the web, looking for a snack is the centipede That said the orbed web, been above the warm bed of Horemheb, the last pharaoh Then he saw the shadow of a sparrow Then he dashed quickly, my faded imagery As I drift into a coma like state, like I'm under anеsthesia I'm having a moment, a reflеction on life, while experiencing amnesia As the spider silk spins, in private as the night begins The widow spider, sits in the middle of a spiral Above a cracked window, [?] Cairo The web is the mind of the spider, so it sends out signals [?] tribal To West Africa, a tarantula, the stamina Its venom killing random bugs And rodents, it's so potent They control the grounds in Madagascar Threads of rain shower the grass Above the terrain, sits the queen with the red hourglass Along the streams and the spread flowers of the pass She's the first architect, her silk created the moon As she spinned around it, ten trillion times with the spinnerets Then she harpooned to Neptune Forming a bridge, then release loose thread Forming a y-shape to make the stars connect Her celestial cycles resonate synchronicity Fell to other insects, invisibility Eight eyes, eight legs. Eight, the symbol of infinity Eight, eight plus eight, my born date The same tranquility, Babylon the great mystery I saw the spider form a enneagram A wheel withinside of a wheel, from the pineal gland Upon each strand was a wavy cross That emanated a radiant energy, that captured the moth If lured into it's soft, the spider wrapped it like a cloth Pin his venom in him, then turned him to a broth Sucked his juices, the web then loosens and cut him off The spider The spider Winter's near, spin his fears Packed in a double tetrahedron geometric array The Darwin's bark spider, weaved his arch higher In the cool of the day, then collected his prey Web tunnels and funnels And around burrows, like underground railroads The Brazilian wandering spider lays his eggs The wolf spider on a rock to sunbathe One hung from a cave from one leg Web spun in a café, Monday The jumping spider and the peacock spider dancing romantic for me While the diving bell spider swimming through his bubble, deep beneath the lake The golden orb is so strong That the people of New Guinea use it for fishing nets Watch it glisten, when wet It's like pearls on the neck, of a forest girl in a dress The daddy longlegs, crawls down my memories 'till the song fades The cobs is my pillow, the willow I'm smelling salted caramel and cooked apple notes The spiderweb catches a ghost