Lyric: Wolfsong...Nanuk in the Field of Dreams
©2001 Wayne Krewski (SOCAN)  All rights reserved.

"Wolfsong" can be found on the CD   "Stories From Rossland"
The video can also be seen on YouTube  Click here to watch "Wolfsong - Nanuk In The Field Of Dreams"

The moon was full and the snow was deep up on Record Ridge.
Nanuk and I were grabbing some turns at the top of the Field of Dreams.
The night was brite and the sky was clear, my headlamp mostly unused.
The snowpack was bulletproof, powder on top, no surprises in store.
Turns were easy, nothing unexpected; the powder settled down.
No tracks in and no tracks out; we had the place to ourselves.
 
Refrain  Nanuk sang a song at the moon with her chin pointed straight up into the sky.
Our tracks made dollar signs deep in the snow right down the Field of Dreams.
 
Right down to Record Creek just above the meadow; it was too good to leave alone.
We climbed back up to our camp to the rhythm of the swish of the skins on the snow.
We were ready to call it a night by the time we got to the top of the ridge.
A hot cup of tea and a cookie for Nanuk and then we were ready for bed.
Our snowcave was warm and we settled down snug; we dreamt we were still making turns.
Nanuk kept running and singing in her sleep 'til finally I shut down too.