Wolf Songtext
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Wolf Songtext
Wolf mother, where you been?
You look so worn, so thin
You're a taker, devil's maker
let me hear you sing (hey ya, hey ya)
Wolf father, at the door
You don't smile anymore
You're a drifter, shapeshifter
Let me see you run
Holy light, oh, burn the night, oh keep the sprirts strong
Watch it grow, child of wolf, keep holdin' on
When I run throught the deep dark forest long after this begun
Where the sun would set, the trees were dead and the rivers were none
And I hope for a trace to lead me back home from this place
But there was no sound, there was only me and my disgrace
Wolf mother, where you been?
You look so worn, so thin
You're a taker, devil's maker
Let me hear you say (hey ya, hey ya)
Wolf father, at the door
You don't smile anymore
You're a drifter, shapeshifter
Let me see you run
Wayward winds, the voice that sings of a forgotten land
See it fall, child of wolf, lend a mending hand
When I run throught the deep dark forest long after this begun
Where the sun would set, the trees were dead and the rivers were none
And I hope for a trace to lead me back home from this place
But there was no sound, there was only me and my disgrace
You look so worn, so thin
You're a taker, devil's maker
let me hear you sing (hey ya, hey ya)
Wolf father, at the door
You don't smile anymore
You're a drifter, shapeshifter
Let me see you run
Holy light, oh, burn the night, oh keep the sprirts strong
Watch it grow, child of wolf, keep holdin' on
When I run throught the deep dark forest long after this begun
Where the sun would set, the trees were dead and the rivers were none
And I hope for a trace to lead me back home from this place
But there was no sound, there was only me and my disgrace
Wolf mother, where you been?
You look so worn, so thin
You're a taker, devil's maker
Let me hear you say (hey ya, hey ya)
Wolf father, at the door
You don't smile anymore
You're a drifter, shapeshifter
Let me see you run
Wayward winds, the voice that sings of a forgotten land
See it fall, child of wolf, lend a mending hand
When I run throught the deep dark forest long after this begun
Where the sun would set, the trees were dead and the rivers were none
And I hope for a trace to lead me back home from this place
But there was no sound, there was only me and my disgrace
Writer(s): Klara Maria Soederberg, Johanna Kajsa Soederberg Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com