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
And all echoes would be buried in the sound of living
The sound of my feet on the sidewalk
That was me treasure hunting, I would bury what I found
That was me the gold digger, underground

Quickly forgotten was that 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 shaken at the size of my cry
And the true love it described

A new day is dawning now and so ends my holy night
It's back to the world I go, back to the girls and shows
And other worldly woes, and their unfurling flows
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

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Writer(s): Phillip Whitman Elvrum