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Dream of the Bear

from To the Horizon, Sir by Iain Morrison

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What are you holding back
What are you holding down
Black nails from the dirt
Black eyes from the fight

What holds me on this earth
The push and pull from the sky
I’ve a black heart I’d like to bury
In the grave where you’ll have me lie

The girl that I loved and held
The girl that I loved and broke
As I climb, as I climb out
As I woke

I saw my lord at war, he was in my sleep
He was a bear, straggled hair, long nails on his feet
His friend the human, 6 feet tall, never spoke much at all
But with a shovel he digged deep, with a shovel he digged deep

The enemies shapes I couldn’t see
Where they tall, 12ft, with swords made of cut throat gold?
Or were they crows, with twisted beaks and iron for feet?
No, not at all, it was just me

Take this road, this road, this road
It’s old, it’s old, it’s old

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from To the Horizon, Sir, released November 3, 2012

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