Glen Hansard – Talking with the Wolves Lyrics


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You are the model of your age
Don't let the bastards take the stage
They don't love you

And hey
You are a pure light on the waves
Don't let them turn us into slaves
They don't care for you (Like I do)

Love that's given freely
It doesn't die, it only changes
And love that's taken easy
It has to hide in these exchanges

Don't get trampled under dust
Don't tell yourself you're out so much
Sometimes words won't be enough

And talkin', talkin' with the wolves
And you're talkin', talkin'
We don't even notice you

[Hook x2]

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