A wolf howls in the canyon
Obeys some ancient rule
No echo to follow
The sound is beautiful and cruel
Halfway around the world
I can hear you call
Like there's no distance at all
Trouble comes when you hear the drums
The moon, a sense of the sublime
It's a sinking inside
It lingers on the fringes
Of my slow motion mind
Halfway around the world
I can hear you call
Like there's no distance at all
Trouble comes when you hear the drums
These tangled vines I'm climbing
On the canvas of my mind
Words are leaves on the trees
Tell me where you're hiding
I'm waiting for a sign
Trouble comes when you hear the drums
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