Howl

There was a time he'd howl at the moon
Drink his shine before he finished his tune
He'd dance on the edge of the bluff
He'd cry because he had enough

He always put the cart before the horse
He drank cause living was a chore
He wanted love but all he felt was blue
So he closed his eyes and howled at the moon

He would sing when his heart hit the ground
In for a penny, he was in for a pound
Headed back home to lick his wounds
Standing at the bridge over the flume

He always put the cart before the horse
He drank cause living was a chore
He wanted love but all he felt was blue
So he closed his eyes and howled at the moon

Despite endless calls for the pack
Not a one would have his back, so he sang,

He drank cause living was a chore
He wanted love but all he felt was blue
So he closed his eyes and howled at the moon



Credits
Writer(s): Conor Malone
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