"Cry Wolf"
written by The Scorpion
(March 1 1999)


He cries for help tonight, in his mind of lost wilderness of confusion he's just in
Stalking with little cautious on his foot, always realizing that he's in major pain
He grabs some attention for he doesn't really need it to comfort him many nights
He cries for some, and others know he doesn't need it, in the end alone he fights
Following the pack of friends, looking for guidance, but he can do it on his own
Still thinks he needs some help, and when a sad howl at the moon of being alone
The focus of his thoughts he gains, taking advantage in what seems like no love
Eyes that are hidden into this cave he dwells, memories of the past he just thinks of
He screams silently for some notice, and just looking for his friends to always be there
He doesn't really need them but just cry for it, comforts him knowing that someone care
So they run to tend to the wounded animal, and find out that he was ok
Many times he's alright, but they he his cry, automatically they are on their way
Lovely temptation of not giving up, but he's been here before so this isn't something new
But he knows if he hears your cry, he'll coming running as fast as he can to you
Some claim him as a wolf in sheep clothes, for sometime he act not like himself
When he needs to hunt it down, fear is pushed is the only choice of anyone else
Find himself crying to the moon for no one hear his cry, its only what he believes
In a state of mind where the skies soothes the heart and the pain inside just leaves
Lost in the woods, no where to run or hide, so he's always out on the open to see
Realize his heart and you know that what he came to be isn't easy but cry, does he?
Does the snow freeze and hardened to ice cold like the memories he went through
Its no different then you or me, he closes his eyes and the memories are still new
Crying for help, but the wolf doesn't have no answer to solve the problem he once called for
No one is around, lonely area, deserted field and just seems like he's been her before
Where once someone was always there to understand, now a empty feeling of nothing
For hope of a love one to hold onto, or a friend to comfort, nows the time for something
Anything for the wolf to prowl the night with pride, he just staggered in a wounded heart
Its just what he's use to, but time escaped his grasp, lost his dignity right from the start
Test of courageous, nothing to hold onto so he fails with fly color like the night silhouette
Howls in pain to the other in the pack, but his friends is something that only he can forget
Why must he go through this alone, the time is hurting and the sadness in his eye
For the very beginning moment of this night won't end, while the heart of this wolf cry