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| This song came about because Sandra Kasturi asked me for a "Bigfoot love song." People are always asking me for love songs, possibly because they know how I feel about them. At any rate, I decided to make my Bigfoot pull a Cinderella's Prince and fall in love, kind of, with a pair of footprints. Poor lonely Sasquatch |
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| The wood is dark and tangled;
I like how it lets me hide. The chilly damp and fog are Two benefits of living outside. I'm good with the way my life has gone. Hunt all night, feast on deer at dawn. Spend some time pouncing on That eminently chaseable sunbeam. I watch the humans talking On their cell phones all day long. They seem to need each other; It's curious, and I think it's wrong. I would rather be alone and free. That's really how it's meant to be. Damn right! And then I see Your footprints by the stream... Who are you? We're the same. I want to Know where you came From and if you Have a name; I don't have one. That's Always been fine. Forget it. My life's sweet. Freedom and Plenty to eat. Who cares if You've got feet At least as big as mine? I'm good at tracking, so I Guess that I could look for you. Perhaps our eyes will meet Across a crowded pond, and if they do, This wonderful connection will begin; Inside our hearts, we'll be akin, And so we'll dive right in And know we'll have each other forever. In my imagination, All of this will work out great, For you are clearly destined To become my heaven-sent soulmate. Are you male or female? I don't care. We'll be together everywhere. We could bring down a bear, No one's done that ever. Who are you? We're the same. I want to Know where you came From and if you Have a name; I don't have one. That's Always been fine. Forget it. My life's sweet. Freedom and Plenty to eat. Who cares if You've got feet At least as big as mine? I guess the biggest problem Really lies in what we are. Our kind is solitary; We find all that mushy stuff bizarre. If we were a couple, I would try To kill and eat you every day, and I Doubt I could justify Not driving you from my territory. On balance, I'm suspecting I'll do better all alone. I haven't even got proof That those footprints actually aren't my own. My decision makes me swell with pride. Better live without you by my side. I think I'll go and hide And tell myself our story... Who are you? We're the same. I want to Know where you came From and if you Have a name; I don't have one. That's Always been fine. Forget it. My life's sweet. Freedom and Plenty to eat. Who cares if You've got feet At least as big as mine? Who cares if You've got feet At least as big as mine? Back to Music page |