The moon is fat and full tonight
I hear my brothers and sisters call
Wolves know deep in their collective mind
That something just isn’t quite right
Am I free to run with them in rushing flight
Am I free to follow them into the night.
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The owls sit in their tree
Watching the place where I sit
They watch with silent intensity
Searching to see if I’m free
Am I free to fly through the moonlight
Far away into the pure cold night
Nature it seems surrounds me
They know how these things should be
They know when a heart has been broken
They know when it’s time to be free
How do I ease these raging torments
That rend me apart deep inside
Like fangs or beaks ripping flesh apart
Or a storms waves crashing fiercely against the shore
Only to rear back and pound forward once more
The past it carries our memories
To ensure we remember mistakes
Til we no longer need reminding
What repeating them will from us take
We can try to forget if we’re foolish
We can try to deny the truth
But sooner or later our memories
Return like a forbidden moonlit spell
To remind us of what we can’t tell
Tears can no longer quench
The burning deep in my soul
No answers can ease the agony
Can no longer make a heart whole
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So what is the answer you ask yourself
To move forward into the light
To leave forever this darkest of nights
Lit strangely by this bright moonlight
And forge ahead with all my might
I have no answer inside me
I have no-one I can ask
Solitary I must walk in this misery
For who would I burden with this task
So that I may run howling with my friends once again
Or fly free over forbidden plains
Lost I shall remain
Until a miracle removes the stain
And I need stand no more in the rain
Hiding tears which show all my pain
Til once more I’m at peace, in the sunlight again.
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In the inky darkness of early night
Owls and Orchids 