Regarding the Wolf (You are so Strange)

Am I dreaming, you're singing to me. You are seeming as birds do, singing to me, "How your bones are melodies, with each step a change in key. Your song is so strange, you are so strange. If you come and sing to me, hold your notes steadily. Don't be so strange. You are so strange." "How your bones are melodies, with each step a change in key, your song is so strange, you are so strange." Regarding the wolf and village in me, haphazard and hungry for blood. "Stop it please", says Saint Francis in me, "Let's make peace with yourself." These birds are preaching to me. I'd hear them sing if those damn dogs weren't laughing at me. "How your bones are melodies, with each step a change in key. Your song is so strange, you are so strange. If you come and sing to me, hold your notes steadily. Don't be so strange. You are so strange."