Cuckoo Cocoon

Wrapped up in some powdered wool-I guess I'm losing touch. Don't tell me I'm dying, 'cause I ain't changed that much. The only sound is water drops, I wonder where the hell I am, Some kind of jam? Cuckoo Cocoon have I come to, too soon for you? There's nothing I can recognize; this is nowhere that I've known. With no sign of life at all, I guess that I'm alone, And I feel so secure that I know this can't be real but I feel good. Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you? I wonder if I'm a prisoner locked up in some Brooklyn jail -or some sort of Jonah shut up inside the whale. No-I'm still Rael and I'm stuck in some kind of cave, What could've saved me? Cuckoo cocoon have I come to, too soon for you?