Slides through the shadows nWith her head in her hands nRitual pleasure she don't understand nLooking for a reason to prove she exists nShe knows that she's here nBut don't know what she missed she's a nnShe so too much she so n'Cos she's grooving in green nnFather and mother everyone's son nIt's always finished before it's begun nShe walks and she walks towards the light nThe moment she gets there she loses her sight nnWalking around she carries a knife nThe last page is missing from the book of her life nCombing her hair she talks to the trees nOh it's another disease nnShe's so green much too green nShe's grooving in greennToo much green