The Wolves
from The Seventh Season by Devin Sinha
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lyrics
There's a calm in the air
and a storm in my head
there's a one act of you
playing over my bed
There's a path in the woods
freshly laden in snow
when the wolves came to call
I could feel my blood flow
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're cunning
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're running
There's a ghost by the lighthouse
unburdened by clothes
who watches in silence
for someone she knows
While the wolves, they come sniffing
their dark eyes aglow
to pace at the doorstep and
claw the windows
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're cunning
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're running
Come Come Comala, Comala Come Come
There are Wolves in the Calla,
That we can't outrun
In the light of the fire
I wait for the sun
to give birth to a morning
that may never come
While the wolves form a circle
that trails back in time
I see into their hearts
as they stare into mine
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're cunning
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're running
and a storm in my head
there's a one act of you
playing over my bed
There's a path in the woods
freshly laden in snow
when the wolves came to call
I could feel my blood flow
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're cunning
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're running
There's a ghost by the lighthouse
unburdened by clothes
who watches in silence
for someone she knows
While the wolves, they come sniffing
their dark eyes aglow
to pace at the doorstep and
claw the windows
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're cunning
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're running
Come Come Comala, Comala Come Come
There are Wolves in the Calla,
That we can't outrun
In the light of the fire
I wait for the sun
to give birth to a morning
that may never come
While the wolves form a circle
that trails back in time
I see into their hearts
as they stare into mine
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're cunning
You can't see them, but you hear them, they're running
credits
from The Seventh Season,
released November 18, 2014
Devin Sinha on acoustic guitar, banjo, and vocals
Additional instrumentation performed by Dylan Fant
Devin Sinha on acoustic guitar, banjo, and vocals
Additional instrumentation performed by Dylan Fant
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Devin Sinha Seattle, Washington
Devin is a singer/songwriter living in Seattle, hailing from Midwestern roots as he spent most of his life around Kansas City. His style is primarily acoustic indie/folk, mixing autobiographical flavors into his fiction of poetry and music. Songs tend toward narrative verse, with lyrics and feeling taking front row center, often complemented by guitar, keyboard, and bass. ... more
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