Maggie Rogers — Wolves

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In the morning
I’ll be rising
I’ll be waking with the sun

Gearing for the road
To pack my bags
And then to run

And I’m not speaking
‘Cause the perfect words
I always lacked

In the morning
I’ll be rising
Running and never coming back

And I’m not waiting
For the wolves to drag my body
I’m not waiting for the wolves

And I’m not waiting
For the wolves to rip my heart out
I’m not waiting for the wolves

In the evening
I’ll be resting
Warmed by the autumn harvest moon

And I’ll be curing
My disease
‘Cause to you I’m now immune

Searching
For a reason
‘Cause one never did appear

In the evening
I’ll be resting
Dreaming of another year

And I’m not waiting
For the wolves to drag my…