THE WINTERTIME OF THE WOLF

I want to be the angel
That flies too close to the sun
In the wild eyes of the hurricane
From the belly of the storm, being born

I'll walk on gilded splinters
Until I'm burning up
I'll wrap myself in starry space
Looking down on the world from above

Caught between blue heaven and earth
In the wintertime of the wolf
The full moon's riding high tonight
I can feel it pull

The moon, she wants me to herself
She commands me out to sea
Diving underneath the waves
I have found an opening

The birds are flying overhead
To the south, where the orange trees grow
I dream of the days that I spent with the sun
In the east, where the gold waters flow

My wings, they catch the starry night
Above the wild sea
Between heaven and earth, I've found a glitch
Another opening

Like the luna moth, by the night I am caught
When the wolf moon calls out to me
My green wings catch the evening sky
Where heaven falls into the sea

The sun drops down in the distance
The wild dogs howl at the moon
I tie my lifeline to the sun
In the wintertime of the wolf.