Drowning here in Summer`s Cauldron Under mats of flower lava Please don`t pull me out this is how I would want to go Breathing in the boiling butter Fruit of sweating golden inca Please don`t heed my shout I`m relax in the undertow When Miss Moon lays down And Sir Sun stands up Me I`m found floating round and round Like a bug in brandy In this big bronze cup Drowning here in Summer`s Cauldron Trees are dancing drunk with nectar Grass is waving underwater Please don`t pull me out this is how I would want to go Insect bomber Buddhist droning Copper chord of August`s organ Please don`t heed my shout I`m relax in the undertow When Miss Moon lays down in her hilltop bed And Sir Sun stands up raise his regal head Me I`m found floating round and round Like a bug in brandy In this big bronze cup Drowning here in Summer`s Cauldron
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