there's a story of a wolf 
who knew no enemy too fair 
he always minded to himself 
and never crossed the path of care 
but the world became his plight 
and that wolf put up a fight 
but now he's gone 
and no one can say, 
no one can say to where

i [bad word] and go 
there's no way to know 
which direction i have hailed 
sealing off the space 
from a hidden place 
for we will be far from burial 

i will show you how 
we can build it out 
follow where it leads us to 
open up the space 
to a newer place 
so we will be far from our bones 

what is real, with projections that we feel? 
save ourselves from the past and gone 
now I know! i've grown weary as i go 
i need someone to take me home