Small Game Testo

What wandering heart?
What sounder mind?
What quiet child, left behind?

What's safer than home?
And who's cold heart
do I own?

Call down your wolves
I am small, I am small
No great quarry
I am no game animal.

Colder winds
Couldn't sting like you
And what harbored youth
is keeping you from me?

Call down your wolves
I am small, I am small
No great quarry
I am no tame animal.

What wandering light
I've come to find?
I've learned to like
being left behind.