There's a lyric I love from the talking heads song 'This Must Be the Place':
"Sing into my mouth"
It's a funny line and a bit of a gross idea if you take it literally, someone else singing directly into your mouth.
My thoughts on it were that he's imaging the singing coming to him rather than from him, as if his own words are feeding him, his own creativity sustaining him.
With that and lots of other things in mind here are some lyrics I'm working on at the moment. No recording of them yet because they don't have a melody yet:
Waiting for it all to fall into place
For when the words fall into my mouth
For ripeness to reach it's peak
The stem will break
But not before
The falling fruit
It's sweetness take
From branch to fruit
From fruit to me
From me to you