Seven Moons from Porchlight Tragical by Emily Rose

For somebody whose afraid of heights
You sure sleep close to the edge of your bed
For how long have you sacrificed your heart for your head
It only took me seven moons
before I knew that I was the only wolf here howling
You pissed me a trail that I went following to nowhere at all

It takes the palm of your hand
At the base of my neck
It takes the snake skin you've been waning in
It takes courage to proceed
Past the fear you think you need to live
Well I'm a long fuck away from you
And I guess that's why
I am the only wolf here howling
you pissed me a trail that I went following to nowhere at all

Tell me the tightrope is wider than your view
On your way to the top
Cause even the pine cones have better things to do
Than decorate the trees until they drop
The earth misses your feet sometimes

• Folk
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