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Back to the womb
 The feeling of safe
 Away from the tomb
 And doom and gloom
 

We just wanna go back
 To the place we first grew
 Where we kicked and squirmed
 Ate food at endless supply
 Felt warm all the time
 

We want to skip ahead
 To a place like this
 Where we can laugh and play
 Feast throughout the day
 Bask in the breeze that
 Feels warm, cool, crisp
 

Take us to the place
 To the feeling of safe
 Where the dogs run free
 Unborn babies crawl
 and the good Lord calls home
 

Good Lord, call us home
 To the feeling of safe
 Back to the womb
 To the place we first grew
 Where we can laugh and play and feast
 Where the dogs run free
 

Call us back
 And forth we shall go