Lyrics Talking With the Wolves - Glen Hansard

Talking With the Wolves

Simon
You are the model of your age
Don’t let the bastards take the stage
They don’t love you
And hey
You are a pure light on the waves
Don’t let them turn us into slaves
They don’t care for you (Like I do)
Love that’s given freely
It doesn’t die, it only changes
And love that’s taken easy
It has to hide in these exchanges
Glory
Don’t get trampled under dust
Don’t tell yourself you’re out so much
Sometimes words won’t be enough
And talkin', talkin' with the wolves
And you’re talkin', talkin'
We don’t even notice you