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 will come 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