

The
trees are wired The
moon is thin Something is
breathing Under my skin
Toy keys twitch in the hollow dark Little teeth flash,
leaving sparks Black roots tap on the window frame Every branch knows
my secret name I hear paws where the path was clear Hot
wet breath in my frozen ear The signal dies,
then the night replies
With a thousand yellow eyes
Run, run, the green lights follow Down the vein of the deadwood
hollow Cry, cry, but the sound comes back
Wearing my voice through a broken track
Howl, howl, wolves in the wire Drag my heart through the static
fire
I was crying,
I was calling But the dark kept growing,
growing Howl, howl, teeth in the rain Bite the rhythm,
bite my name No way out and no sky above Night of
the howling wolves
Witches growl from the radio snow
Low black vowels make the root bulbs glow The forest hums in
a tone
Every dead machine has found a bone My shadow splits when the
bass hits hard One runs home,
one stays on guard
I taste rust and electric blue Then the wolf says,
I am you
Run, run, the red lights blossom Something knocks from inside my coffin
Cry, cry, let the high notes break Feed the fear to the
things awake Howl, howl,
wolves in the wire Drag my heart through the static fire
I was crying,
I was calling But the dark kept growing,
growing Howl, howl, teeth in the rain Bite the rhythm,
bite my name No way out and no sky above Night of
the howling wolves
Hush now, hush now,
hear them count
One at the roots,
two underground Three in the branches,
four at the door Five little claws across the floor If I
stop, they will find me If I scream,
they will remind me
Every tear becomes a beacon Every breath becomes their signal Breathe in
the moss Breathe out the flame The forest is learning The shape
of my name Wolves in the circuit Witches below Toy piano heartbeat
Faster we go
Howl, howl, wolves in the wire
Drag my heart through the static fire
I was crying,
I was calling Now I’m howling,
now I’m falling Howl,
howl, teeth in the rain Turn my sorrow into chain No way
out and no sky above Night of the howling wolves
Howl, howl, let the whole dark move Sub-bass thunder,
nothing to prove I was crying,
I was calling Now the forest hears me snarling Howl,
howl, when the black bells shove I belong to the howling wolves
The toy keys stop
The branches sway One yellow eye Becomes the day