For the Wolves

beautiful and it's
 coming over from distant lands
 it's like a waterfall but with flakes that find you
 wanting to feel the fall
 so running over you stretch your hands out
 through the cabin door
 leaving things behind you
 leaving things behind
 leaving things behind
 where her face won't find you
 (i am on my way down)
 mama calls
 as you're
 running over the frozen sand
 it was hours ago that it went inside you
 and you struggle to
 breathe it all in
 but you
 have the feeling you had no plan
 you're just an animal
 leaving tracks behind you
 leaving tracks behind
 leaving tracks behind you
 everything behind
 where her face won't find you
 and i'll be the onliest of all
 yeah i'll be for the wolves
 and i'll be the onliest of all if her face won't find me
 if her face won't find me
 if her face won't find
 if her face won't find
 if her face won't find me