[Intro]
[Verse]
In the garden, where the plants breathe,
Their leaves exhale what we inhale.
Plant poop, oh so green and bright,
Transforms us, our lives take flight.
Pollen dances, like tiny sperm,
From flower to flower, it climbs.
Engorged ovaries, swollen and wide,
Bursting with life, they start to hide.
[Pre-chorus]
Ripening under the sun's warm kiss,
They drop to the ground, a gift of bliss.
New life springs from the earth below,
Uteruses rise, and the cycle flows.
[Chorus]
Oxygen, plant poop, so alive,
Pollen, sperm, on a wild ride.
Fruits, engorged ovaries, full and ripe,
Drop to the ground, new life to hope.
[Verse]
Through the seasons, this dance repeats,
From decay to creation, we meet.
The cycle spins, it never ends,
Life and death, in perfect blends.
[Chorus]
From the soil, a new life takes root,
Uteruses bloom, a fresh outlook.
Oxygen, pollen, fruits, and more,
All part of the circle, forevermore.
[Chorus]
In the cycle, we find our place,
Nature's way, no need for grace.
Life and love, in every form,
Continuing on, without alarm.
[Outro]