Wisconsin Yukon, Washington

[Yukon, Washington.]

Wisconsin

Not everything stays when you’re all alone Jack London was real, and I’ve been in his home He told me a story, he sang me a tone I read him like music, I read him like notes

I’m not at the party I’m not at home I’m lost in the wild In the wild alone So tell me a story, a story of wolves Tell me a story of frostbite and hope Bare skin and bone, bare skin and bone

I’ve seen you around before I don’t love you anymore Caught you crawling on your floor Drunk and tired, just once more I daydream in the night We’re awake and it’s alright I’ve seen you around before I don’t know you anymore.