Polar Bears And Trees

In a land of nothing

But polar bears and trees

The inlet and the drumlin

The lichen and the weeds

The mighty beaver building

The otter and the loon

White eagle on the mountain

Dives and kills and eats a rabid coon

Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho

Hear the roaring silence

You leave the missing thrill

Topographical science

The boundless northern will

I've never killed a moment

I've never shot a gun

I've never felt so guilty

For doing things that I've never really done

Hey ho-ho, hey ho-ho

Here I sit on this cold mountain face

Where I'll go into what kind of place?

Lands of soda and chocolate and bread

(Take a picture of me)

But your voice coming over the phone

Makes me feel that I'm twice as alone

Warm as skin ripping over the bone

(Take a picture of me)

I can't do it

I can't do it

I can't get no dream

I can't do it

I'm talking through it

I'm sick and tired of the scene

In the world, the safe and narrow

The tract of yellow snow

Where you'd let me swing in the trees

Well, I can't do it

I can't get no dream

(Take a picture of me)

I can't get no dream

Get it

Get it, get it, get it, get it

I can't get, I can't

I can't get, I can't get

I can't get, I can't get

I can't do it

I can't do it

I can't get no dream

I can't do it

I can't do it

I can't get no dream

Hit and run transmission

In a land of nothing

But polar bears and trees

The inlet and the drumlin

The lichen and the weeds

I've never killed a moment

I've never shot a gun

Never felt so guilty