Silver light on my fur Breathing in the forest air Black shadows move in time Scars I left behind Every den gray and strange Calling me to rearrange Slip between what I became And the silence of my name(wolf) We make the sounds Where the lost is never found Every colour turns to silver I don’t have to fit the mold Silver… silver moon… silver… Howls on my lips Falling rain on my silver fur All the edges start to blur I’m exactly what I were No more shapes to redefine Only this silver time We make the howls Where the lost is never found Every colour turns to silver I don’t have to fit the mold Silver moon… we let the silver take over Nothing left we need to know We make the howls Where the lost is never found Every colour turns to silver I’m already whole Silver light… silver moon…
