The Horror and the Wild

You were raised by wolves and voices
Every night I hear them howling deep beneath your bed
They said it all comes down to you
You're the daughter of silent watching stones
You watch the stars hurl all their fundaments
In wonderment, at you and yours, forever asking more

You are that space that's in between
Every page, every chord and every screen
You are the driftwood and the rift
You're the words that I promise I don't mean
We're drunk but drinking (sunk but sinking)
They thought us blind (we were just blinking)
All the stones and kings of old will hear us screaming at the cold

"Remember me," I ask
"Remember me," I sing
Give me back my heart, you wingless thing

Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring
I promise you, they'll sing of every time
You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child
Witness me, old man, I am the wild

You are the son of every dressing-up box
And I am time itself, I slow to let you play
I steal the hours and turn the night into day
By day, oh Lord, three things I pray
That I might understand as best I can
How bold I was, could be, will be, still am, by God, still am

Fret not, dear heart, let not them hear
The mutterings of all your fears
The fluttering of all your wings
Welcome to the storm, I am thunder
Welcome to my table, bring your hunger

Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring
I promise you, they'll sing of every time
You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child
Witness me, old man, I am the wild

Remember me
Remember me
Remember me
Remember me
Remember me
Remember me

"Remember me," I ask
"Remember me," I sing

Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring
I promise you, they'll sing of every time
You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child
Witness me old man, I am the

Think of all the horrors that I promised you I'd bring
I promise you, they'll sing of every time
You passed your fingers through my hair and called me child
Witness me, old man, old man, old man, I am the