From the album Land of Nod

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Lyrics

Ivan wrote to tell me that he bought a book
Something old he found in a convenience store
And as my aged acquaintance waded through the words
I felt this strange sensation, as though I'd somehow heard 'em before

But summer sinks into the fluid sedative of fall
And winter dreams of all the other elements in store
Now as the spring begins I'm lying on the floor
Ivan's heroine is turning me to lore

Feel the spores. Watch the trees turn the page and fall apart at the seams
Feel the cold change the leaves, they come alive and fall away like a dream

Ivan's book it says to me
I will protect your memory
As long as I know how to read
I will protect your memory