Im running from the wolves tonight
Running from my life.
But if I run an inch,
They run a mile.
But if i lose one
Three more replace;
Its a race.
And they set the pace.
Im growing tired tonight,
Legs shaking, lungs heaving.
But I turn my head back
Still the snarling wovles chase.
But I turn my head back
To see more howling to the moon;
And I know I will stumble soon.
And be the slavering wolves boon.
I stumble, I fall
Knees skined, blood in the air.
I sit, chest heaving, and wait
I know they won't be long now.
I sit, chest heaving, and wait
They approach and then run past.
My head falls downcast.
I breathe deep at long last.
Running was my life
And suddenly I stopped.
My wolves caught up to me
And then they passed.
My wolves caught up to me
And I found they were never mine at all,
They answered to anothers call,
And weren't responsible for my fall
