Wilder -

Got a little place of my own and a garden on the coast

We can grow

Got a little love of my own and I won’t ever let it go

No I won’t

But there’s this complicated weight that’s fallen on my pages

It’s in every letter that I wrote

I’m remembering the days when I was young enough to fail

Without them sticking in my throat

The further we go, the wilder we don’t

Maybe too many summers alone worrying when I should have just been a kid

I should have known

Really, I hope you sleep like a ghost in a house where nobody lives

Because I don’t

There’s a complicated weight to every word I say

It’s in the stiches of my coat

And all I want to do is make the kind of life I want to live

Without the fear of letting go

The further we go, the wilder we don’t

When I look at you and see my children

Look how their shadows growing on the wall

And I’ll be father full of forgiveness

I’ll be on the other side of every call