Mooring vessel on the highway I watched you hover down Lift me back into the Mother Until I am afloat in your gloom again Weightless and feeding through a tube Oh vessel, take me home Nurse me back into a globule With jellied organelles aglow Or ship me back to the motel room And let me dry on the sheets A stillborn child caved in And wrinkled like an old balloon A matchbox heart Wean me from this light Wean me from this light Wean me from this light Wean me from this