Hugh Padgham - The Dire Wolf lyrics

In that September off, Isle Aux Morts The desultory sea grew more so through the night And made one think of tawny ports As Aspen trembling in tomorrow's thorough light And of Tallulah Bank head and Canada Lee Somewhere far off, peaceful, sleeping, and done with acting Past the Dire Wolf's Lair on a Newfoundland's Paws Close to nowhere and half way across But never more here, expanse getting broader Though bigger boats been done by this water Though better boats been done by this water Though better boats been done by less water In that September off, Isle Aux Morts Colourable seas grew more to through the night And made one think of yawning shores Gambier bleached in tomorrow's thorough light And of Tallulah Bank head and Canada Lee Somewhere far off, peaceful, sleeping, they learned to love sleep At the Dire Wolf's Crest, the Newfoundland paused Desolate's best was gotten across We were never more here, expanse getting broader When better boats been done by this water At the Dire Wolf's Best, the Newfoundland paused So desperate as to be a lost cause You were never more hear, expanse getting broader When better boats been done by this water Where bigger boats been done by less water And better boats been done by this water When bigger boats been done by less water And better boats been done by this water