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Gently pulsating To the rhythm Feet are tapping To the beat But the wolf will never Admit defeat The wolf loves Loves the clouds Fluffy, bouncing Caring, exciting He can feel it Getting near He can feel it Losing cheer Sleeping To the highest peak The wolf will sneak The cloud it knows How the feeling grows And loses touch In the shadow of the rose Did he hear himself thinking? Did the floor stop growing? Or did the cloud lose it's shape? The wolf it seems, is losing touch As the cloud, the cloud sreams **** The wolf loves, loves the clouds Fluffy, bouncing Caring, exciting But the cloud Doesn't Love him back Sleeping To the highest peak The wolf will sneak The cloud it knows How the feeling grows And loses touch In the shadow
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Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 7:20 PM UTC
Of Lions and Tigers: Part 3 - The Shadow
Gently pulsating To the rhythm Feet are tapping To the beat But the wolf will never Admit defeat The wolf loves Loves the clouds Fluffy, bouncing Caring, exciting He can feel it Getting near He can feel it Losing cheer Sleeping To the highest peak The wolf will sneak The cloud it knows How the feeling grows And loses touch In the shadow of the rose Did he hear himself thinking? Did the floor stop growing? Or did the cloud lose it's shape? The wolf it seems, is losing touch As the cloud, the cloud sreams **** The wolf loves, loves the clouds Fluffy, bouncing Caring, exciting But the cloud Doesn't Love him back Sleeping To the highest peak The wolf will sneak The cloud it knows How the feeling grows And loses touch In the shadow
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joey-mcnamara
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Sep 28, 2013
Sep 28, 2013 at 7:20 PM UTC
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