In the woods, in the mountains, there’s a good place to begin
A song about a black bear living in his black bear den
Doing all the black bear things
A black bear just might do
I hope in my next lifetime I could be a black bear too

And here comes black bear now, crashing through the brush
Unfazed by thorns and branches that would hurt me to the touch
In pursuit of some small animal, the food chain is a truth
And the bear has the advantage of the massive claw and tooth

But he’ll also stop for berries or honey from the bees
Or nuts that he can shake down from the canopy of trees
And afterwards he’ll have his choice from any stream to drink
While I’ll fill up another cup from my old kitchen sink

And if he wants he’ll have a nap and dream his black bear dreams
And I could only dream of like I dream to drink from streams
And as he sleeps he hears a breeze and knows that he is safe
While I’m sleeping with the fan on to drown out my lack of faith

The simplicity of solitude, it’s a hard thing to perfect
Stealing happiness from loneliness is not a simple theft
But the black bear has it figured out and gets what he deserves
And the fur that he is wearing is the fur that he prefers

And when he stared across the river into my eyes it made me shiver
And I knew that it was lovely to have a black bear thinking of me
And when he thinks, he is thoughtful and when he rests he is restful
And when he runs he runs the fastest, he spins the earth right on its axis

And that’s his gift to all, showing us the sun
Keeping time for everyone, a steady beating drum
And all the dirt he bounds upon he’d leave his heavy track
That is deep when he is young and blue but deepest when he’s black

Because colour for the black bear is a synonym for age
If I were one then I’d be in my cinnamon phase
Instead I am but 22 and the decades weight a ton
This new century’s essentially a bullet from the gun

It takes coffee pots, they cost a lot, just to stay abreast
But coffee hits my sense of loss and makes a nervous wreck
The simplicity of solitude is a hard thing to perfect
Stealing happiness from loneliness is not a simple theft

But the black bear has it figured out and gets what he deserves
And the fur that he is wearing is the fur that he prefers

And when he stared across the river in to my eyes it made me shiver
And I knew that it was lovely to have a black bear thinking of me
And when he thinks, he is thoughtful and when he rests, he is restful
And when he runs, he runs the fastest spins the earth right on its axis


Lyrics submitted by CiroccoJones, edited by sweetbriar

Black Bear song meanings
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    General Commenti can't believe no one has commented on this song yet!! these lyrics are so incredibly beautiful that this song gives me the most wonderfully happy smile every single time i listen to it.
    talbot yancyon January 09, 2007   Link
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    General CommentUgh, this song is so awesome! I just recently (5 minutes ago) discovered them and had to create an account to celebrate.

    I call my boyfriend black bear - The Office reference - and yeah, I like it. So will he. Whoo!
    lucideyeon May 22, 2008   Link
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    General CommentIn your fourth stanza, here are the correct lyrics:

    And if he wants he'll have a nap
    And dream his black bear dreams
    That I could only dream of
    Like I dream to drink from streams


    Looks like a typo more than anything, but thought I'd put it out there.

    Also "It takes coffee, pot, they cost a lot, just to stay abreast" are the correct lyrics. lol - coffee pots...
    dearsweetbriaron March 25, 2009   Link
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    General Commenti LOVE THIS SONG SOOO MUCH
    sux4uuon February 28, 2010   Link

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