Wolf Pack of One
And with me, the lads grew by one
We were the kids
running
boarding
and breaking
Loitering around
All around the high heat of humid hot days
ending each night with a swish of air
and a flickery fire
on the sands
And I was the one who was not like the others
I was not one of their plays
or one of their passions
I was just an other
fitting in as fast
as the past could roll over
So with me I was a wolf
out of my wolf pack of one
and thrown into a wolf pack
of lads
We were the kids
running
boarding
and breaking
Loitering around
All around the high heat of humid hot days
ending each night with a swish of air
and a flickery fire
on the sands
And I was the one who was not like the others
I was not one of their plays
or one of their passions
I was just an other
fitting in as fast
as the past could roll over
So with me I was a wolf
out of my wolf pack of one
and thrown into a wolf pack
of lads