Rider.Shadow.Wolf.
Jason Molina
Rider cross the prairie
Her back to the rising dawn
Where the holly meets the ivy
Between here and dawn
Here and dawn
The night the ship of shadows was coming in
Was the night the beacons failed
All hands lost
All hands lost
From high up in the winter
The soul of a wolf looked down
It said:
"Howl! Howl! Howl!"
