As I stepped into the dim-green clearing
I found you
With your friends, Fox and Crow
You were howling like a pack of wolves

Down the steep and rocky path
storms they come, then they go
Howling, growling
From the corner of my eye, I saw you

There’s a tree that speaks
of a sigh of dreams
If you keep calling it, it will come to you
As the sun it fell warm upon Foxes face
You were grinning at the moon

Howling, growling
Willing everything to be wild and true
Howling, growling
From the corner of my eye, I saw you