the wolves (act i and ii)

someday my pain

someday my pain will mark you

harness your blame

harness your blame

walk through

with the wild wolves around you

in the morning

i'll call you

send it farther on

solace my game

solace my game

it stars you

swing wide your crane

swing wide your crane and run me through

and the story's all over you

in the morning

i'll call you

can't you find a clue

when your eyes are all painted sinatra blue

what might have been lost

what might have been lost

what might have been lost

what might have been lost

don't bother me

what might have been lost

what might have been lost

what might have been lost

what might have been lost

what might have been lost

what might have been lost

what might have been lost

what might have been lost

ah

ah

someday my pain

someday my pain

my pain

someday my pain

someday my pain