On a rainy day We took it to the museum What did Lolo say As we tripped into impressionism? I looked up and saw Young woman with ibis by Edgar Degas Yeah the ruby red birds With the woman lost in thought Maybe I should hear her words See she is in the wilds They’re a bright blur Yeah she is in the wilds And she’s swaying in the storm And I’m watching her thoughts form They’re a bright blur See she is in the wilds and the wilds are in her On a sunny day We took it to the secret beach What did Lolo say? Was she somehow somewhere out of reach? I look up and see the Moon in Sagittarius at 29 degrees From the ruby red Sun that hangs over the scene Maybe I should hear her words See she is in the wilds They’re a bright blur Yeah she is in the wilds And she’s swaying in the storm And I’m watching her thoughts form They’re a bright blur See she is in the wilds and the wilds are in her Hallelujah, by and by Through the trees, I can see the sky And all the birds in the canopy seem to be Communicating Are they talking to me? 'Cuz I am in the wilds C’mon baby take a chance At maybe making some cosmic romance It’s all oceanic, wait and see It’s communicating And right before I panic I say I am in the wilds and the wilds are in me