Wolves in the Gilded Cornfield

[Verse 1] They say beware when the wolves draw near But I’ve heard their howls for a thousand years They don’t chase blood, they circle truth They guard the field, they guard the youth The corn was gold, the sky was low And I stood still where the rows won’t grow Something ancient pressed the air A voice, a pulse, a kind of prayer [Chorus] Wolves in the cornfield, eyes like flame Calling back what never had a name They didn’t hunt—they remembered me The girl who walked the rows and saw the sea Wolves in the cornfield, dusk in their breath Running the spiral, guarding what’s left This isn’t fear—it’s the returning sound Of a promise buried in the ground [Verse 2] I felt no fear, just aching bone Like something I’d lost had found its home They moved like mist, like smoke, like time Like every soul I’d called mine I didn’t run—I rooted deep The field was memory, not sleep The corn was tall, the wind was wise And Sol bent low behind the skies [Bridge] I once danced in Sol’s warm gaze But the wolves brought news of other days Of stars behind the veil of light And moons that whisper in the night [Final Chorus] Wolves in the cornfield, circling slow Not to scare, but to let me know That this cycle ends where truth begins In the turning Earth, beneath my skin Wolves in the cornfield, now I see They didn’t warn me—they welcomed me This is the clearing, the reckoning dusk The gold and the gray, the howl and the hush