Nature Is Ancient/my Snare

it's wet in the middle
With a shell around it
It's called "life"
It goes wherever it wants to

Don't try to predict it,
Then you'd offend it,
It's meant to surprise

Nature is ancient
But surprises us all
Nature is ancient
But surprises us all

Rescue me
Form level-head-ness
And the un-necessary luxry of being calm

Nature is ancient
But surprises us all
Nature is ancient
But surprises us all

She's got dark hairs
On her head;
Blonde on her arms;
She sneaks up from behind,
Come on,
You deserve it!

Nature is ancient,
But surprises us all
Nature is ancient,
But surprises us all
[repeat]
Ancient!