Well I'll just skip the boring parts chapters one, two, three

And get to the place where you can read my face and my biography

Here I am, I'm eleven months old, dangling from my daddy's knee

There I go, it's my graduation

I'm picking up a bogus degree

That's me

Early me. That's me

Well I never cared much for the money

And money never cared for me

I was more like a land-locked sailor

Searching for the emerald sea

Just searching for the emerald sea, boys, searching for the sea

Oh my God

First love opens like a flower

A black bear running through the forest light holds me in her sight and her power

But tricky skies, your eyes are true

The future is beauty and sorrow

Still, I wish that we could run away and live the life we used to

If just for tonight and tomorrow

I am walking up the face of the mountain

Counting every step I climb

Remembering the names of the constellations

Forgotten is a long, long time

That's me

I'm in the valley of twilight

Now I'm on the continental shelf

That's me

I'm answering a question I am asking of myself