I am ocean
encircling the world
with legs for better ease in walking
in love with the moon
ebbing and flowing with her
movements

creative or receptive?
coming or going? ebbing or flowing?
waxing or
waning?
cause it's a closed circuit, baby.

Well I saw a couple of hula dancers just hula-ing down the street.
And they said: Well I wonder which way the tide is gonna roll tonight?
And I said: Hey hold up hula dancers! You know the tide’s gonna roll out
and then it’s gonna roll right back in again.
’Cause it’s a closed circuit, baby. We got rules for that kind of thing.
and you know the moon is so bright tonight."

Baccus is no longer with Rose, and Rose no longer with Baccus.
Rose is not only a woman, but she is the moon. Rose is not only a woman, but she is the woman.
And I can't ever, ever tell her.