The setting sun
Radiates heat
Through the windscreen
******
At the top of the pass
Under the stars
We pull off the dusty road
Unfurl sleeping bags
Falling asleep to
The evening song
Of wolves
The setting sun
Radiates heat
Through the windscreen
******
At the top of the pass
Under the stars
We pull off the dusty road
Unfurl sleeping bags
Falling asleep to
The evening song
Of wolves