Daughter of the Wolves

[Verse 1]
Left in the bracken
Little scrap of a crown in the dirt
Winter in my breathing
Autumn leaves tucked over the hurt
Shivering bundle
Curled in the shadow of trees
Heard a low growl
Felt a warm breath on my cheeks
[Chorus]
I am the daughter of the wolves
Taken from a kingdom I never knew
Teeth and fur became my cradle
Howl my name into the blue
They call me back with blood and jewels
But my heart runs barefoot
Breaking rules
I found my family under a silver moon
I choose the wolves
I choose the wolves
[Verse 2]
Grew up on pine sap
Shared a den with the restless and wild
Snow on my eyelashes
Yellow eyes watching
Gentle and mild
Learned how to listen
To every crack of a branch
My lullaby was thunder
Safe in a circle of backs
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
[low vocal register]
They rode in with banners
Said my face matched the one in their frame
Spoke of halls and feasts and fathers
Spoke of duty
Crown
And name
But where were you when the frost bit bone
When the night was a mouth and it swallowed me whole?
My throne was moss
My court was stone
Their bodies
A blanket against the cold
[soft harmony vocals]
So keep your gold
Your fragile glass
Your velvet ropes and shallow dance
My pack is truth
My pack is chance
My pack is teeth that never ask
[Chorus]
[Outro]
Bare feet on the border
One step from the life I "should" own
Turn back to the treeline
Hear my brothers calling me home
Drop the crown in the river
Watch it sink like a secret I outgrew
Raise my head to the midnight air
And howl the only name I ever knew

folk, Fingerpicked folk with an emo edge, female vocals. Intimate nylon-string guitar and soft floor-tom heartbeat in the verses, subtle bowed bass and ambient pads swelling into the chorus. Layered harmonies and gentle gang vocals on hooks, with a raw, confessional bridge that pushes the vocal slightly over the edge before resolving back to a warm, earthy outro., emo, happy