Black Bear - Black Bear lyrics

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In the woods, in the mountains there's a good place to begin

The song about a black bear living in his black bear den

Doing all the black bear things a black bear just might do

I hope in my next lifetime I could be a black bear too

And here comes black bear now, crashing through the brush

Unfazed by thorns and branches that would hurt me to the touch

In pursuit of some small animal, the food chain is a truth

And the bear has the advantage of the massive claw and tooth

But he'll also stop for berries or honey from the bees

Or nuts that he can shake down from the canopy of trees

And afterwards he'll have his choice from any stream to drink

While I'll fill up another cup from my old kitchen sink

And if he wants he'll have a nap and dream his black bear dreams

And I could only dream of black I dream I drink from streams

And as he sleeps he hears a breeze and knows that he is safe

While I'm sleeping with the fan on to drown out my lack of faith

The simplicity of solitude it's a hard thing to perfect

Stealing happiness from loneliness is not a simple theft

A black bear has it figured out and gets what he deserves

And the fur that he is wearing is the fur that he prefers

And when he stared across the river into my eyes it made me shiver

And I knew that it was lovely to have a black bear thinking of me

And when he thinks, he is thoughtful and when he rests he is restful

And when he runs he runs the fastest he spins the earth right on it's axis

And that's his gift to all showing us the sun

Keeping time for everyone a steady beating drum

And all the dirt he bounds upon he'd leave his heavy track

That is deep when he is young and blue but deepest when he's black

Cause colour for the black bear is a synonym for age

If I were one then I'd be in my cinnamon phase

Instead I am 22 and the decades weight a ton

This new century's essentially a bullet from the gun

It takes coffee pots that cost a lot just to stay abreast

But coffee hits my sense of loss and makes a nervous wreck

The simplicity of solitude is a hard thing to perfect

Stealing happiness from loneliness is not a simple theft

But the black bear has it figured out and gets what he deserves

And the fur that he is wearing is the fur that he prefers

And when he stared across the river in to my eyes it made me shiver

And I knew that it was lovely to have a black bear thinking of me

And when he thinks, he is thoughtful and when he rests, he is restful

And when he runs, he runs the fastest spins the earth right on it's axis