See how the flower leans instinctively Toward the light. See how the heart reaches out instinctively For no reason but to touch... - Kate Bush

If you can't tell your sister, If you can't tell a priest, 'Cause it's so deep you don't think that you can speak about it To anyone, Can you tell it to your heart? Can you find it in your heart To let go of these feelings...

Ooh find me the man with the ladder And he might lift me up to the stars.

Oh thou, who givest sustenance to the universe From whom all things proceed To whom all things return Unveil to us the face of the true spiritual sun Hidden by a disc of golden light That we may know the truth And do our whole duty As we journey to thy sacred feet