
Date of issue: 03.09.2015
Song language: English
Crying Wolves |
Looking back through old photographs |
It’s funny how we used to laugh |
Lip syncing sighs |
Touched 'til we were numb inside |
Crude animals, heads thrown back |
We were two of an unknown kind |
But now the thought of you |
Makes me break down and cry |
As crying wolves circle round |
Our love has reached the final hour |
A pyre of lies burns on while we howl howl howl |
As howling wolves circle round |
Our love has reached the final hour |
A pyre of lies burns on while we howl howl howl |
We never thought that things would end like this |
As fingers measured mysterious skin |
Even tender vessels drift |
Breaking against our haunted hips |
Shadows that we’ve hidden from the glare |
Shapes too broke up to discern |
Match tips lit, ready to crash and burn |
As crying wolves circle round |
Our love has reached the final hour |
A pyre of lies burns on while we howl howl howl |
As howling wolves circle round |
Our love has reached the final hour |
A pyre of lies burns on while we howl howl howl |
They circle around |
As crying wolves circle round |
Our love has reached the final hour |
A pyre of lies burns on while we howl howl howl |
As howling wolves circle round |
Our love has reached the final hour |
A pyre of lies burns on while we howl howl howl |