[Verse] You leave your pawprints by the creek Black fur combed with burrs and leaves I set a jar of honey down You take it past the edge of town [Chorus] Bear, bear, keeper of the pines Carry winter in your hide When the first thaw lifts the ground Will you turn and circle round? [Bridge] One slow step, then five Three beats, still alive [Outro] The creek runs on Your prints are gone
