Wolves

Sand so hot it killed a better man
Blistered face, feet and hands
I came here to see
Now things appear to me
Mirages born of dreams and memory

Lesson learned

I see remains of men
Who came before
What they felt, what they endured
When the sun turns a cheek
And the cool within your feet
Do nothing to repel the sound of wolves

Lesson learned
I never should have come
Lesson learned
I never should have run

I cursed myself the day I left my home
Must have heard I asked to be left alone
There's no one left
There's no one left at all
To bless my bones

I see remains of men
What they felt
When the sun turns a cheek
And the cool within my feel
Do nothing to repel the sound of wolves
The sound of wolves



Credits
Writer(s): Seth Stogner
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