The Wolves

Lyrics

At my gate I'll always greet you
 At my door you're welcome in
 There can be no transgression as a means to an end
 On the wind the wolves are howling, open arms are closed in fear
 Helping hands are clenched in anger, broken hearts beyond repair
 Everything's so great, it can't get better
 Makes me want to cry
 But I'll go out howling at the moon tonight
 There she stands so tall and mighty
 with her keen and watchful eye
 And the heart of a mother, holding out her guiding light
 It's a hard road to travel, this old rock from end to end
 The sun it rises on her brow and sets upon the great expanse
 Everything's so great, it can't get better
 Makes me want to cry
 But I'll go out howling at the moon tonight
 There she stands so tall and mighty
 Her gaze facing the east
 At her back our doors are closing, as we grin and bare our teeth
 On the wind the wolves are howling
 She cries 'they're drawing near'
 Turn around, turn around, my darling, no, the wolves are here
 Everything's so great, it can't get better
 Makes me want to cry
 But I'll go out howling at the moon tonight
 At my gate I'll always greet you
 At my door you're welcome in
 There can be no transgression as a means to an end
 On the wind the wolves are howling, open arms are closed in fear
 Helping hands are clenched in anger, broken hearts beyond repair
 Everything's so great, it can't get better
 Makes me want to cry
 But I'll go out howling at the moon tonight
 There she stands so tall and mighty
 with her keen and watchful eye
 And the heart of a mother, holding out her guiding light
 It's a hard road to travel, this old rock from end to end
 The sun it rises on her brow and sets upon the great expanse
 Everything's so great, it can't get better
 Makes me want to cry
 But I'll go out howling at the moon tonight
 There she stands so tall and mighty
 Her gaze facing the east
 At her back our doors are closing, as we grin and bare our teeth
 On the wind the wolves are howling
 She cries 'they're drawing near'
 Turn around, turn around, my darling, no, the wolves are here
 Everything's so great, it can't get better
 Makes me want to cry
 But I'll go out howling at the moon tonight

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Duration
04:05
Tempo
157 BPM

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