What’s to be expected of the wild
Only what you take
I’m a feral Eden child
A garden of mistake
What’s to be expected of the wild
What you take with you
I’m just a backward child
A forest to fall through
My nature blazes me
Impulsive thirst surrounded
The viscious green it grows
My roots will not be grounded
Why do we fall when we’re already in the soil
I’m in the mud up to my eyes
Shylight Time
I should sleep until I cultivate some wisdom
Flying by
Grabbing all the pretty flowers while they die
What’s to be expected of the wild
Only what you take
I’m a feral Eden child
A garden of mistake
What’s to be expected of the wild
What you take with you
I’m just a backward child
A forest to fall through
Terra firma my heart murmurs
In the service not deserving
Whirling all around the nerve I can’t discern
And this confirms I will get burned until I learn not to keep yearning
Shylight Time
I should sleep until I cultivate some wisdom
Flying by
Grabbing all the pretty flowers while they die
What’s to be expected of the wild
Only what you take
I’m a feral Eden child
A garden of mistake
What’s to be expected of the wild
What you take with you
I’m just a backward child
A forest to fall through
What’s to be expected of the wild
Wild wild wild wild
What’s to be expected of the wild
Only what you take
I’m a feral Eden child
A garden of mistake
What’s To Be Expected of The Wild – words and music by The Repressions © 2017 Colorful Castle