Flaxen hair blowing in the breeze. It is time for the geese to head south. I have come with my mustard seed. I cannot accept that she will be taken from me. "Do you know who I am" she said. "I'm the one who taps you on the shoulder when it's your time. Don't be afraid I promise that she will awake. Tomorrow somewhere. Tomorrow somewhere". Wrap yourself around. The tree of life and the dance of the infinity. Of the hive. Take this message to Michael. I will comb myself into chains. In between the tap dance clan. And your ballerina gang. I have come for the beekeeper. I know you want my. You want my queen. Anything but this. Can you use me instead?. In your gown with your breathing mask. Plugged into a heart machien. As if you ever needed one. I must see the beekeeper I must see if she'll keep her alive. Call Engine 49 I have come with my mustard seed. Maybe I'm passing you by. Just passing you by girl. I'm passing you by. On my way. On my way. I'm just passing you by. But don't be confused. One day I'll be coming for you.... I must see the beekeeper. I must see the beekeeper