Snow falls quiet where the pine trees bend, Footsteps fading where the world meets end. We used to run where the wild wind roamed, But time turns forests into stone. Still I hear them calling me, Voices carried on the winter breeze. Where is the pack I once belonged to? Where are the hearts that beat so strong and true? The moon still rises, the stars still climb But the path grows lonely, one step at a time. I remember the howling skies… And I ache for the pack by my side. Silver shadows in the frost-laced air, Ghosts of laughter that are no longer there. We fought the cold, we held the night, But even fire can lose its light. SILVER SHADOWS IN THE FROST-LACED AIR GHOSTS OF LAUGHTER NO LONGER THERE FOUGHT THE COLD AND HELD THE NIGHT EVEN FIRE CAN LOSE ITS LIGHT Still the call drifts low and deep, A promise that the wild keeps. Where is the pack I once belonged to? Where are the hearts that beat so strong and true? The moon still rises, the stars still climb But the path grows lonely, one step at a time. I remember the howling skies… And I ache for the pack by my side. WHERE IS THE PACK I ONCE BELONGED TO WHERE ARE THE HEARTS SO STRONG AND TRUE THE MOON STILL RISES STARS STILL CLIMB THE PATH GROWS LONELY STEP AT A TIME REMEMBER THE HOWLING SKIES ACHE FOR THE PACK BY MY SIDE Where is the pack I once belonged to? Where are the hearts that beat so strong and true? The moon still rises, though I stand alone A wolf still searching for a place called home. I remember the howling skies… And I ache for the pack by my side. Where is the pack I once belonged to? Where are the hearts that beat so strong and true? The moon still rises, the stars still climb — But the path grows lonely, one step at a time. I remember the howling skies… And I ache for the pack by my side.
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