Wilderness Kids

Текст песни TM Juke - Wilderness Kids

It's the one rarely seen hibernating changeling
Gazing at parked railings in the dark while it's raining
I'm painting a monochrome outline
With words from out my mouth, I'm clinging on to sunshine
Sipping rain straight from the source
My statements are formed from debate and discourse
Walking late through the gorse in a state of divorce
From the ways and the laws of invasion and force
In its place is a pause like the wait for applause
Where the way that I think is replaced and reformed
A break from the norm in the wake of the storm
It's the strange sound of silence as I wait to be born
I awake on the lawn, the air's warm on my skin
The heat brings me up so I'm drawing it in
This one little insect with faltering wings
Lands straight on my arm, now it crawls on my skin
There's talk on the wind, time to chalk up a win
But one's not enough, I want four on the spin
On a walk to the spring, where I'm pouring a drink
Washing-up's on the side, plus there's more in the sink
Burning drawer and I'm lost, but I'm forming a link
With the corn in the field, I'm airborne and it shrinks
And it grows as I float, I'm the bloke going folk
Showing hope as I joke with the stoats in the undergrowth

When the night is clear
I dream wilderness ways
I dream, I dream
I dream wilderness ways
When the night is clear
I dream wilderness ways
I dream, I dream
I dream wilderness ways

I walk deep in the woods following a hunch
I spent days in a hollow trunk
I know the rhythm of the rain falling hollow thuds
Sodden lumps of moss and mud, it fills from the bottom up
I'm on the run, I've barely gotten up
I'm clutching rotten clumps of grass
Off the hills that I'm trotting up
I broke away from the city lights
To where it's pitch black at night, but my physical is still inside
But my mind's by the riverside on a winter night
Sipping pints on my Jack's chilly, hitting pipes
I know nothing of wisdom, right?
But I know how to visualise
The last words of a missing spy
Who had a secret to lift the sky
Truths as obvious as hidden lies
It's all wrapped up in gigabytes, I want a bigger bite
Living life, but the end, that's a different ride
So it goes is the mantra that I'm chanting
Shoutouts to the sparrows and the pine martens
Keep it country like line dancing
The wilderness kids keep it overgrown like it's my garden
No tight parking, away from the tight marking
Of uniformity with eyes on what I'm sparking
This ain't a pitch, but time's passing
And if you wanna hitch a ride, jump aboard, don't waste time asking

When the night is clear
I dream wilderness ways
I dream, I dream
I dream wilderness ways
When the night is clear
I dream wilderness ways
I dream, I dream
I dream wilderness ways