Intro
Snow don't melt for sorrow, it just packs the ground harder
Pop's scars were a map with no border
Verse
Grandfather ran the trapline before the sun woke the pines
Skinned what he caught with a blade older than his spine
Taught me the difference between a track and a warning
Said the wolf that circles slow is the one worth mourning
We tanned the hide by lantern, hands cracked from the lye
Stitched every tear with sinew so the cold couldn't lie
Winter took two brothers before I turned nine
Buried them shallow, ground wouldn't soften in time
Pop said hunger teaches patience, patience teaches aim
Said the pelt on your back is the only thing with your name
I wore that coat through blizzards that swallowed the barn
Learned survival ain't pretty, it's a debt that you're born
Fifteen winters passed and the trapline went dry
Pop passed the coat to me and said don't let it die
Moth holes and bloodstains, still it's warmer than gold
Every stitch in that hide is a story he told
Chorus
This the wolfskin inheritance, stitched from the cold
Every scar that I'm wearing