More water in the air than air  And little bags of jelly there    An angel falling off a cloud  A birth that God would not allow    There's a little bag on the ground  With a vein on the side  Wet enough to survive  It's alive that's inside  Make a hole drain it dry  It's the son it's the one  There's a light from the sky    A fluid fills a million eyes  The goop is dripping from the sky    Placenta at you feet  The universe is underneath