Seed Food
Thorin N. Tatge
As sung by Reba of Rivermill on Chimaera MUCK
For the food inside a seed
is the only food we know
And the food inside a seed
is the only food we knoo-oow...
Air in the mouth of the world is the place where the trees conversed alone
and for a million years, they only said
how sweet it was
how sweet it was
how very very sweet...
Feasting on delicate things at his table, the king
declared the best in the world
was what he was seeing
and what he was smelling
and what he was tasting at
that very moment...
that very moment...
For the food inside a seed
is the only food we know
And the food inside a seed
is the only food we knoo-oow...
Snug in the egg in the womb of the mother, the grower grew and grew.
It rolled around the universe, and said:
There is no up
There is no down
There is no in or out...
Eating the flesh of a fruit, a boy met a seed
that was eating the very same thing,
and they looked at each other
and laughed at each other
and agreed to split the meal
right down the middle...
right down the middle...
And the food inside a seed
is the only food we know
For the food inside a seed
is the only food we need... or know...
or know.