Lone Wolf Songtext
von Being Berber

Almost here...
The bedsheets unmade and it's midday,
Inebriate the memories,
I know I'm a solitary beast sometimes.


Almost here...
And these blank pages waiting to be written,
Blackout in the neighborhood,
Oh priest have I been smitten?

Two wheels along the highway,
Thick jungle dawn, you followed,
Our clothes drenched, bittersweet the same.

Almost here…
I know I'm a solitary beast sometimes.