Silent Pines

Will Stelter

Oh,
Iron jaws, wrapped around my legs,
Try to gnaw, but why would I want to.
Why would I want to.

Oh,
Fresh cut gauze, soaking lips,
Trying not to fall, but why would I want to.
Why would I want to.

Silent pines, know my name
Even if, they don’t howl quite the same

Oh,
Fragrant calls, wrapped around my head,
Aching paws, but oh how I want to,
Yeah, I want to.

Oh,
Auburn fogs, bruised hips,
Sanctioned calls, but oh how I want to
Yeah, I want to

Silent pines, know my name
Even if, they don’t howl quite the same
Haggard stones, know my strain
Even if, they can’t move quite the same
Falling snow, comes and stays
Even if, at stretched arms length
It’s all the same