Furr

Yeah, when I was only seventeen

I could hear the angels whispering

So I drove into the winds and wandered aimlessly about

Until I heard my mother shouting through the fog

It turned out to be the howling of a dog

Or a wolf, to be exact, the sound sent shivers down my back

But I was drawn into the pack and before long

They allowed me to join in and sing their song

So from the cliffs and highest hill, yeah, we would gladly get our fill

Howling endlessly and shrilly at the dawn

And I lost the taste for judging right from wrong

For my flesh had turned to fur yeah, and my thoughts they surely were

Turned to instinct and obedience to God

You can wear your furr like a river on fire

But you better be sure if you're makin' God a liar

I'm a rattlesnake, babe, I'm like fuel on fire

So if you're gonna get made don't be afraid of what you've learned

On the day that I turned twenty-three

I was curled up underneath the dogwood tree

When suddenly a girl with skin in the color of a pearl

She wandered aimlessly, but she didn't seem to see

She was listening for the angels just like me

So I stood and looked about, I brushed the leaves off of my snout

And then I heard my mother shouting through the trees

He should've seen that girl go shaky at the knees

So I took her by the arm, we settled down upon a farm

And raised our children up as gently as you please

And now my furr has turned to skin and I've been quickly ushered in

To a world that, I confess, I do not know

But I still dream of running careless through the snow

Through the howling winds that blow, across the ancient distant flow

To fill our bodies up like water till we know

You can wear your furr like a river on fire

But you better be sure if you're makin' God a liar

I'm a rattlesnake, babe, I'm like fuel on fire

So if you're gonna get made don't be afraid of what you've learned