I always commune well on the botanical level, the Buddhists refer to our relative karma as 'ripening seeds'. This lyric bothered me at first, I didn't like it, now it has grown on me. Laurent Sparrow is my contemporary here, he is a warm and lovely soul, who lives on the other side of the world, look him up under "Poxfil".

I watch you struggle To breathe again Try all you want to You know it?s in vain You can never hope Even though it?s your need To get out of there So ripens the seeds So ripens the seeds Never get out From within Never get out Of your sickening skin Never get out From within It?s been a long time Since you just stopped by Had some thing to eat with us Sat and passed some time I watch you struggle To breathe again Try all you want to To just breathe in Never get out From within Never get out Of your sickening skin Sickening skin Unlike for me Where I fly off into the sky and be free I feel light as air Cause I can?t see you anywhere Except when I watch you struggle To breathe again Try all you want to Cause we know it?s in vain You can never hope Even though it?s your need To get out of there So ripens the seeds So ripens the seeds Never get out From within Never get out Of your sickening skin