Lyrics Away - Mons Vi

like a dirty novel
on the long ride in,
the creaking of the wheels
calls to me.

and i can see the wolves,
even i can see the wolves,
yet another, dull delight
of no control.

i've been away

after an hour of omissions,
the ground moving so slow and discrete,
and owls forming lines of division
in the skies
the sketch of no man's
off brand urgency

i've been away

i can sense your unbound violence
living in your untamed silence
i can feel your unknown power
sleeping till the final hour

i've been away