Cocooner

As I close my eyes
 Inside I see this root
 This root is twisted
 It plunges downward
 Into the depths
 Into the depths
 Into the depths of the edges
 The boundaries are blurred
 Gate's left open, shut, open
 Left out in the cold
 Changing, changing, changing, changing, changing, changing, changing, changing, changing, mutating
 Blown by the breezes
 Changing with the tide
 Pushing towards the light
 Changing, mutating, twisted, fading in my hands
 Carried by the breezes
 Changing with the tide
 Changing with the tide
 Pushing towards the light
 Pushing, pushing towards the light
 Expelling the darkness
 Carrying the memories
 In cells
 In cells
 In make up
 In rounded eggs
 In my rounded egg
 In my fragile shell
 It's a delicate balancing act
 Delicate balancing act
 Question
 Where is the light?
 Fear of change
 Fear the change
 Be the same
 Be the change
 Be the same
 Be the same