Wolves Songtext
von Planes on Paper

To a life left by the bay
Sea salt air and boat parades
Wax flowers and all the tallest trees
You in a blue dress and me in jeans


I followed through low tides
Footsteps to a beat you kept inside your mind
And the tune of a thousand dragonflies
You in a blue dress that fit too tight

We watched the trees grow high
And make us feel like we might be safe inside
But the wolves, we′d hear 'em crying wild
And they were calling for you alright
They were calling for you alright
Yeah, they were calling for you