She's been getting dizzy from all this world-turning
So she digs a hole and lives there for a while
She feels at home at 4 AM in the shadows
Shallow breath surrounding her
She lets lovers come and go with the moontides
She lets the cosmos breathe through her
She walks to the tempo of her heartbeat
She talks to the tempo of her mind chatter
She taps to the tempo of this time machine
She dreams the world into being
Channels truth down to the rest