She says 'yes', IT says 'no'
the play took place forever ago
Stop it does not cos its old
Its a game that's played every moment in the world

She wants to call him but IT prevents her
He wants to cry but IT stops him too
IT lies inside, deep down and rooted
Like a tree age-old with roots unknown

Uproot you cannot with force or strength
work with IT you have to over some length
Coaxing and prodding with a gentle nudge
for IT to relent and give you your space

Free you are then from IT's clutches
So you think till it next catches.