DAGMAR: LISTEN
WHEN THE BEARS BEGIN TO SLEEP
(DAGMAR)
April 14, 2009
music & lyrics © 2009 Jim Bauer / Kokovoko Music (SESAC)
When the bears begin to sleep . . .
and the blue moon lights the snow
It’s time to fold our wings . . . and find a place where no one goes
When the mood has struck the geese . . .
to turn their restless heads and go
It’s time to fold our wings . . . and turn our soft cocoons to stone
The perfect wall will block the stars
And tear the light apart
The cells will melt without a trace
The clock will finally stop and time will finally fade away
When the leaves are off the trees . . .
And the frogs sink in the mud
When the ice has dammed the stream . . .
And winter solstice chills the blood
It’s time to fold our wings . . . and find a place that no one knows
The perfect wall will block the stars
And tear the light apart
The cells will melt without a trace
The clock will finally stop and time will finally fade away