A wolf howls in the canyon Obeys some ancient rule No echo to follow The sound is beautiful and cruel Halfway around the world I can hear you call Like there's no distance at all Trouble comes when you hear the drums The moon, a sense of the sublime It's a sinking inside It lingers on the fringes Of my slow motion mind Halfway around the world I can hear you call Like there's no distance at all Trouble comes when you hear the drums These tangled vines I'm climbing On the canvas of my mind Words are leaves on the trees Tell me where you're hiding I'm waiting for a sign Trouble comes when you hear the drums