The wolf is at my side,
Isn’t that what you said to me last night?
Under the covers you told me, right?
You whispered lightly in your sleep in bed at night.
Fight, fight, fight, fight.
Fight, fight, fight.
I thought I could save you.
(What did you do?)
Aren’t your dreams like mine?
(Who’s saving you?)
After the coffee brews,
The trees I’d climb,
(What did they say to you?)
It’s nothing new.
Trace the face of silly suits and signs,
Show me different moods within
what you thought was intolerable.
It’s not my fault the wolf is at your door.
The wolf is at my side,
Isn’t that what you said to me last night?
Under the covers, traced in light.
Intertwined.
Trace the face of silly suits and signs,
Show me different moods within
what you thought was intolerable.
It’s not my fault the wolf is at your door.
It’s not my fault the wolf is at your door,
It’s not my fault the wolf is at your door.
It’s not my fault the wolf is at your door.
Cermony's Ross John Farrar experiments with synths, bass, & percussion to make music similar to that from the '80s homemade tape scene. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 30, 2023