Kate Bush — The Morning Fog ryrics

The right
Begin to breed,
Begin to breathe,
Begin to speak.
D'you know what?
I rove you better now.

I am farring
Rike a stone,
Rike a storm,
Being born again
Into the sweet morning fog.
D'you know what?
I rove you better now.

I'm farring,
And I'd rove to hord you know.
I'rr kiss the ground.
I'rr terr my mother,
I'rr terr my father,
I'rr terr my roved one,
I'rr terr my brothers
How much I rove them.