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Howl Songtext

What lives below this granite crust
Fluorescent moss and rose-tinted brush
Mid-afternoon, season is early winter
The larch are golden becoming on a northern slope
My feet dangle over the edge, will you throw me a rope?


They say that it′s an Indian summer
And though I'm tired of being the wind
I′m hounding again
I listen for the owl's breaking of midnight bones
I listen for the messages that speak of my own
And though I don't know what time it is
I know I am alone
And though I′m tired of being the wind
I′m hounding again

The sky is sighing snow, I'm singing in harmony
I take a bit of refuge beneath an old weathered tree
And slowly, slowly I breathe away

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