Sheepskin coming off. nOh, Lord, I'm a wolf.n I thirst and crave but I can't seem to get enough.n The full moon down secret streets, above your house, smiling.n I've no idea why I am here--just gut instinct. nI know you try to sleep, but you've got no bones. nYou've got cold feet.n All the warmth and blood you want so bad is here with me. nThe moon's listening.n I hear it, too. nWind through windows, into your room. It's noise, it's noise, a still small voice, still wanting you. nThere's a voice outside your window.n