Wolves - Josh Ritter

I still remember that time when we were dancing

We were dancing to a song that I’d heard

Your face was simple and your hands were naked

I was singing without knowing the words

But I started listening to the wolves in the timber

Wolves in the timber at night

I heard their songs when I looked in the mirror

In the howls and the moons round my eyes

So long, so high

So long, so high

So long, so high

So long

Then winter came and there was little left between us

Skin and bones of love won’t make a meal

I felt my eyes lifting over your shoulder

There were wolves at the edge of the field

So high

And one day I just woke up

And the wolves were all there

Wolves in the piano

Wolves underneath the stairs

Wolves inside the hinges

Circling round my door

At night inside the bedsprings

Clicking cross the floor

I still don’t know how they found me

I’ll never know quite how

I still can’t believe they heard me

I was howling out that loud

At times in the frozen nights I go roaming

In the bed she used to share with me

I wake in the fields with the cold and the lonesome

The moon’s the only face that I see