Wolves are the wild ones
\nThe boys in the pack
\nThey don’t need GPS
\nThey take all the flack
\nThe cattle men hate them
\nWhy because they
\nWere there and will be there
\nAt the end of the day<\/p>\n
They are wild
\nThey have their in built
\nKnowledge and they
\nFight for what they want
\nAt the end of the day
\nWild as the wind
\nTossing all in their path
\nThey are the earthlings
\nThat give others wrath<\/p>\n
Watch them
\nAnd hear them
\nThe howl
\nThe banshee
\nAround the tree tops
\nThats where they be
\nGreat drums for hearts
\nThey can run
\nThey can fly
\nWolves are the wild ones
\nUp there in the sky<\/p>\n
Wolves are my friends
\nThe predators who
\nCan change what we see
\nAnd because what they do
\nThey are the wild boys
\nThey do their thing
\nIn the forest at night
\nIts the wild boys that sing<\/p>\n
That came through like a shrill in the night<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Wolves are the wild ones The boys in the pack They don’t need GPS They take all the flack The cattle men hate them Why because they Were there and will be there At the end of the day They … Continue reading