Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
Bill Hicks
There are polar bears out walking on the moon
You told me that one night as we lay under the stars
The moon was there to hear, but didn't say
And today you are a thousand miles away
I'd like to be riding on a train
But they don't run the trains much any more, not down this way
They've taken up the tracks, I couldn't even find the bed
Not a cold steel rail where I might lay my head
It has always been a mystery to me
What makes the heart go leaping headlong when it hasn't got a brain
It ought to know something is wrong, but it only hears a song
And I guess it can't remember all the pain
I was looking at the polar bears tonight
There was a momma and a daddy and two babies in the sun
It was cold up there, and infinitely bright
But they were smiling in their furry coats of white