Sunday, July 22, 2007

Wolves - Josh Ritter



I still remember that time when we were dancing We were dancing to a song that I¹d heard Your face was simple and your hands were naked I was singing without knowing the words But I started listening to the wolves in the timber Wolves in the timber at night I heard their songs when I looked in the mirror In the howls and the moons round my eyes

So long, so highs

Then winter came and there was little left between us Skin and bones of love won¹t make a meal I felt my eyes drifting over your shoulder There were wolves at the edge of the field But I still remember that time when we were dancing We were dancing to a song that I¹d heard Your face was simple and your hands were naked I was singing without knowing the words

So long, so highs

Then one day I just woke up And the wolves were all there Wolves in the piano Wolves underneath the stairs Wolves inside the hinges Circling round my door At night inside the bedsprings Clicking cross the floor I don¹t know how they found me I¹ll never know quite how I still can¹t believe they heard me That I was howling out that loud

So long, so highs

At times in the frozen nights I go roaming In the bed she used to share with me I wake in the fields with the cold and the lonesome The moon¹s the only face that I see But I still remember that time when we were dancing We were dancing to a song that I¹d heard Your face was simple and your hands were naked I was singing without knowing the words

So long so highs

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