Wooly Mammoth's 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 me - treasure hunting, I would bury what I found
 That was me - the gold digger, underground
 Quickly forgotten was that forgetful way of life
 When I left home, when I lived as if I'd died
 Sitting on a rock and doing nothing, alone for so long
 In the dark I found my sight
 There you name was, written large in letters bright!
 And there my faith was!
 "Worry not" declared the night
 In the great void of my life, I could feel the shape of what was missing
 Like the way the Woolly Mammoth stands so tall and bold in our minds
 I was shaken at the size of my cry
 And the true love it described
 A new day is dawning now and so ends my holy night
 It's back to the world I go, back to the girls and shows,
 and other worldly woes, and their unfurling flows
 Will I carry myself slowly enough to remember?
 I sit on a dark rock doing nothing, still just crowded in
 There's the love in flesh and bones.