Joybuzzard - The Moon, Howling Back at the Wolves

It was windy and cold
The kind of night, when you listen, hear the moon, howling back at the wolves

Molly finished bitching the bowl
The meat around her soul felt alot less cold
Even though the autumn winds picked up their speed
She was sitting on the ledge
Spat over the edge and said I cut myself last night just to watch it bleed
The devil laughed at that
He too spat
Said imagine that I used to do that too, it's not that wierd
It's just your nerves, something deep inside you knows you're on the verge
Of packing up and hauling ass out of here

Because you know
As you start to get older and world weighs down on your soul
In the wind, nothing controls you, hit the road and go.

The time was right, she packed up that night
Phoned her old friend in the morning for a ride
He said where to
She said I don't give a fuck and neither do you
Just some place that looks the same as I feel inside
He said there's no such place
I can tell by the look on your face
You just need to hit the highway for a ride
Best advice I could give
Just think about how to live
Until you remember how to love just being alive

Because you know
As you start to get older
And the world weighs down on your soul
In the wind, nothing controls you, hit the road and go

Molly finished bitching the bowl
The meat around her soul felt alot less cold
Even though the autumn winds picked up their speed
She was sitting on the ledge, spat over the edge and said
I cut myself last night just to watch it bleed
I cut myself last night just to watch it bleed

And it was windy and cold, the kind of night
If you listen, hear the moon, howling back at the wolves

Written by:
Daniel Johnson

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