I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower,
Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her.
And it’s been a long December and there’s reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last…
Why drink the water from my hand?
Contagious as you think I am
Just tilt my sun towards your domain
Your cup runneth over again.
I’m gonna be a happy idiot
And struggle for the legal tender
Where the ads take aim and lay their claim
To the heart and the soul of the spender
And believe in whatever may lie
In those things that money can buy
Thought true love could have been a contender
Are you there?
Say a prayer for the Pretender.
Well, the deputy walks on hard nails and the preacher rides a mount
But nothing really matters much, it’s doom alone that counts
And the one-eyed undertaker, he blows a futile horn
Come in, she said
I’ll give ya shelter from the storm
…and the brown bears are still fishing at Brooks Falls in Katmai National Park (Alaska). Lots of fun to watch!
This bear is apparently stuffed, and taking a little break. I could use a nap myself…