Far from being surprised at this juncture   this fork in the road   this broad-leafed tree   it comes as no surprise to me    I felt the skin on my shoulders quiver   felt such a dull ache in my bones   wings crying out for the sun      Walking in the woods as children,    Buck and I afraid of bears    walking in the woods as children,   Buck and I afraid of bears    walking in the woods as children,   Buck and I afraid of bears    walking in the woods as children,   Buck and I afraid of bears    afraid of bears      Far from being surprised by my lifespan    I think of moths and I close my eyes   I think of moths and I close my eyes      Walking in the woods as children,    Buck and I afraid of bears    walking in the woods as children,   Buck and I afraid of bears    walking in the woods as children,   Buck and I afraid of bears    walking in the woods as children,   Buck and I afraid of bears!