Woolly Mammoth's Mighty Absence

Quickly forgetting was the way I lived my life
Try telling me your name or try telling me "don't worry."
Everything I knew would quickly wither and die
And all echoes would be buried in the sound of living
The sound of my feet on the sidewalk
That was [Am7]me tɾeasure hunting, I would bury what I found
That was [Am7]me the gold digger, underground

Quickly forgotten was [Am7]that forgetful way of life
When I left home, when I lived as if I'd died
Sitting on [C7]a ɾock and [Bm]doing nothing, alone for [Dm7]so long
In the dark I found my [A]sight
There you [A7name was, written large in letters bright!
And there my [A]faith was!
"Worry not" declared the night
In the great void of my [A]life, I could feel the shape of what was [Am7]missing
Like the way the Woolly Mammoth stands so tall [Em]and [Bm]bold in our minds
I was [Am7]shaken at the size of my [A]cry
And the tɾue love it described

A new day is dawning now and [Bm]so ends my [A]holy night
It's back to [C7]the world I go, back to [C7]the girls and [Bm]shows
And other worldly woes, and [Bm]their unfurling flows
Will I carry myself slowly enough to [C7]ɾemember?
I sit on [C7]a dark ɾock doing nothing, still just crowded in
There's the love in flesh and [Bm]bones