I saw the lion on the elephant's back (((Crawling forever))) I heard your name in a book Saw your face in a map And now I hear your name everywhere I go But I'm the quiet, polar, quiet, bear Making blankets for the dead And how do you make up with the ghost To stop the blood running from your nose? And the snow is falling hard down On this old window I thought that summer was near But what do I know? The taste on your lips The lead in your eyelids The sea under the boat My hands in your raincoat I went out to shoot this rock Forget the sailor's blues I'm in a maze (Try again) I think I'll sleep in this ghost town For a while if you don't mind (Go unpack your bag)