As Four

I was held by a woman known as the holder

and I'll stay in her arms for the rest of my days

She told me she had something,

something sacred to give me

and she asked for me to open my mind, so I did

It was very hard

and the struggle nearly killed me

Then she told me to inhale

whatever came my way

Then a colour turned up

which never been seen by human eyes

And she said it was mine to keep,

to keep, to keep

Now it's deep inside of me

and it holds four different women

who am me, if you see what I mean

That was why she gave me that gift,

so that I could make room

for the me, the me, the me and the me