Where does a wild heart go?
It goes looking for freedom
in every handspan of this ground
it takes along in its journey
a feeling, a longing
and the sheer force of love.
It goes on its way
through rain and storms
through caves and crystals
cold wind, gales
the world today dawned wild
hanging by a thread
at the pull of a whirlwind.
What's a wild heart made of?
It's born in a quest for truth
and in the search for a reason
it goes with its chest filled with courage
the blue sky after the storm
and the joy of a song
in this strange world
the time that slips so fast
cannot silence your voice
lights, rivers, sounds, lighthouses
the world today dawned wild
as if challenging
this heart.
