Mammoth
from The Storyteller's SuitcaseI am the last of the mammoths
Frozen in the ice
They’re trying to bring me back to life
They pulled my double helix
From the permafrost
I still remember all the friends I lost
Scalpel underneath the skin
Thats the cost to start again
A lonely wait for bells to chime
There’ll be no Bride of Frankenstein
[Chorus]
If I could go back, go back to you
If I could go back, would I want to?
Last thing I remember
Before the weight of snow
Was how Aurora Borealis glows
For a thousand years;
Four thousand dreams
I woke to radios
And computer screens
They speak a language I don’t know
They cut my flesh
And freeze my bones
A heart to Oxford,
A box to Spain
Men in white
Don’t speak my name
Do they even know me?
If I could go back, go back to you
If I could back, would I want to?
Would I want to?
Would I want to?
Thats how they found me
Frozen in the ice