Nun of the Above
Josephine Foster
Old crone, are you of stone?
Oh no, I'm flesh and bone
Thy blood, is it on loan?
Spirit, is thine to own
My chromosome they cannot clone
They cannot map me nor decode
In highness soul enthroned
In mystery holy, wholy unknown
Old crone, who do you love?
I kneel before the dove
Are you a saint, innocent of?
No, I'm nun of the above
My chromosome they cannot clone
They cannot map me nor decode
In highness soul enthroned
In mystery holy, wholy unknown
I feel ecstatic and emphatic
'Cause the universal verse is my home (verse is my home)
I feel ecstatic for the universe
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Awe! Awe! Awe! Awe!
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la, la
Awe! Awe! Awe! Awe!