In the woods
In the mountains
Is a good place to begin
A 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 fill up another cup from my old kitchen sink
And if he wants he'll have a nap and dream his black bear dreams
That I could only dream of like I dream to 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