(mags/pal waaktaar)



"night i left the city,

I dreamt of a wolf..."



He came from where the winds are cold

And truth is seen through keyholes

...strange longins never sleep

Now he's come where no hearts beat

Cry wolf

Time to worry

Cry wolf

Time to worry



You can start, but you cannot stop

You give in, but you can't give up

You can tell all your desperate jokes

To a world that puts

Love on hold

Cry wolf

Time to worry

Cry wolf

Time to worry now



...the sunken-in eyes

And the pain in his cries

A shape in the dark...

Cry wolf

Time to worry

Cry wolf

Time to worry now




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