In the dusk
Bloody mane and tail
In the dawn

Cold that aches in his belly
The sun that scarred his back
It was doubtful it would end
It was doubtful it would end
I came here out of common sense
The future enough behind me
And I stay here out of another sense
With the future enough in front of me

This one walks alone
This one walks alone
This one walks alone

The silver wind makes a desperate effort to say

The moon undoes it all
The moon undoes it all
This belongs to no one
This belongs to no one
This belongs to no one

But you
But you

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Writer(s): Jason Molina