"The Horror And The Wild" lyrics
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
Day by day oh lord three things I pray
That I might understand as best as 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 (Promised you)
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
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
Day by day oh lord three things I pray
That I might understand as best as 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 (Promised you)
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
Writer(s): Joey Batey
