Running from Wolves - Shireen

We’ve been spinning, a thread of possibilities

My first sister knows, how to make this web grow

Oh and the second one, when the time has come

She will cut the thread

Then we’re back at the place

Where it once begun

It must have been a lonely one

We’ve been weeping, while we were weaving

And we’re dreaming of a future for ourselves, oh

We’ve been spinning, biting and gnawing

While we’re dreaming it again and again and again

Past present, and future lost, we’re seeking

The rapture, we have been so focused on our cage

We’re bound in our places, bound in our ways so

No one ever told us we could run away

We’ve been weeping, while we were weaving

And we’re dreaming of a future for ourselves, oh

We’ve been spinning, biting and gnawing

While we’re dreaming it again and again and again

Dust in our mouths, there’s mud in our veins and

Time is but a lie as long as we remain here

Bound in our ways, we’re bound in our places

No one ever told us it would be this way

Cut our bindings, clawed out promises, oh

Feed our freedom, we’re running from wolves

Cut our bindings, clawed out promises, oh

Feed our freedom, we’re running from wolves

Cut our bindings, clawed out promises, oh

Feed our freedom, we’re running from wolves

Cut our bindings, clawed out promises, oh

Feed our freedom, we’re running from wolves

Cut our bindings, clawed out promises, oh

Feed our freedom, we’re running from wolves