Wrapped up in some powdered wool-i guess i'm losing touch.
don't tell me i'm 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 to, too soon for you?
There's nothing i can recognise; 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 to, too soon for you?
I wonder if i'm a prisoner locked up 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've saved me?
cuckoo cocoon have i come to, too soon for you?