absent forester - Howling Lyrics

I'm sitting outside on the steps tonight
Smoking your mother's cigarettes
The wind is howling through the trees
Watching your face in the firelight
Through the crack in the doorway
As you quietly pack up the game
I'm sitting outside on the steps tonight
Knowing the evil in this world
The wind is wailing at the sea
Watching your face in the firelight
With all its beauty and its grief
And I'm powerless to help
And you're surrounded by her things now
The rustic pictures and antiques
And your face looks just like hers
And there's a hollowness inside us all
Since she left this little house
And there's a rage that spreads like fire