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 every where 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)