Where the Wild Things Are

In the night where the wild things grow
And the water rises o'er the sinking stones
In the daytime where the sun shines down
Onto sacred ground, we'll be scattered around
In the moment where the wild things breathe
Feeble creatures giving no relief
In the turmoil where the demons rise
Give them pause but never look in their eyes

And I gotta be real
I don't wanna leave
I don't wanna be here

In the shadows where the wild things are
Let them cut you, they give you battle scars
Watch them run away before you do
They will lose this fight, I promise you

And I gotta be real
I don't wanna leave
I don't wanna be here

And I gotta be real
I don't wanna leave
I don't wanna be here

On the shoreline where the wild things lay
See them slumber, let 'em wash away
In the mirror, see the stains and scars
This is no longer where the wild things are



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Andridge
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