Woolly Mammoth's Mighty Absence

Quickly forgetting was the way I lived my life

Try telling me your name or try telling me: Don't worry

Everything I knew would quickly wither and die

All echoes would be buried in the sound of living

The sound of feet slapping sidewalk

That was me, treasure hunting, I would bury what I found

That was me, the gold digger, underground

Quickly forgotten was this forgetful way of life

When I left home, when I lived as if I'd died

Sitting on a rock and doing nothing, alone for so long

In the dark I found my sight

There you name was, written large in letters bright!

And there my faith was!

Worry not declared the night

In the great void of my life

I could feel the shape of what was missing

Like the way the Woolly Mammoth

Stands so tall and bold in our minds

I was shaking at the size of my cry

And the true love it described

I know a new day is dawning now and so ends my holy night

It's back to the world I go, back to little girls and shows

And their worldly woes, all unfurling clothes

Will I carry myself slowly enough to remember?

I sit on a dark rock doing nothing

Still just crowded in

There's the love in flesh and bones