This Heart is a Wild Thing
THIS HEART BEATS
like pounding drums in a concert hall
like thunder and lightning that can drive old men mad
like children's tennis shoes slamming on the sidewalk in the middle of summer
free restless wild beautiful
THIS HEART WEEPS
like willows blowin in the harsh crazy wind
like a voice that can sing a heartbreaking song
like a man who never had anything and then still managed to loose it all
free restless wild beautiful
THIS HEART SMILES
like MOON in the night giving light in the dark
like sparklers on the fourth of July
like old men in parks who tell the best kinds of stories, magic stories
free restless wild beautiful
THIS HEART CROWS
like birds flying blind in the middle of a storm
like a man in war
like mothers crow as they bring into this world their own
and sometimes they must remind us, who traveled the path within them, that they can take us out
free restless wild beautiful
THIS HEART IS A WILD THING
IT BEATS AND WEEPS SMILES AND CROWS
IT BEATS ON WHEN I FEEL I CANNOT
THIS HEART PUMPS BLOOD THROUGH THIS BODY
AND THIS BODY MOVES THROUGH SPACE
WALKING MOVING SINGING LIVING DANCING TO THE BEAT OF THIS HEART
THAT IS A WILD WILD THING
THIS HEART IS A WILD THING
WILD LIKE CHILDREN WITH NOTHING BUT THEIR BICYCLES, THEIR TENNIS SHOES, THEMSELVES.
AND NO CONCEPT OF FEAR
THIS HEART IS A WILD THING
WILD LIKE OLD MEN TELL STORIES THAT CAN ONLY HAPPEN IF THERE REALLY IS REALLY REAL MAGIC.
WHICH THERE IS.
THIS HEART IS A WILD THING LIKE MOTHERS WHO MOVE MOUNTAINS TO PROTECT THEIR FLOCK.
BECAUSE OF LOVE LIKE THIS THERE IS MAGIC
THIS HEART IS A WILD THING
AND IT CAN STIR STEP MOVE AND DANCE TO ITS OWN BEAT
THIS HEART IS A WILD WILD WILD THING
FREE RESTLESS WILD BEAUTIFUL.
BEAT ON WILD THING
BEAT ON.
like pounding drums in a concert hall
like thunder and lightning that can drive old men mad
like children's tennis shoes slamming on the sidewalk in the middle of summer
free restless wild beautiful
THIS HEART WEEPS
like willows blowin in the harsh crazy wind
like a voice that can sing a heartbreaking song
like a man who never had anything and then still managed to loose it all
free restless wild beautiful
THIS HEART SMILES
like MOON in the night giving light in the dark
like sparklers on the fourth of July
like old men in parks who tell the best kinds of stories, magic stories
free restless wild beautiful
THIS HEART CROWS
like birds flying blind in the middle of a storm
like a man in war
like mothers crow as they bring into this world their own
and sometimes they must remind us, who traveled the path within them, that they can take us out
free restless wild beautiful
THIS HEART IS A WILD THING
IT BEATS AND WEEPS SMILES AND CROWS
IT BEATS ON WHEN I FEEL I CANNOT
THIS HEART PUMPS BLOOD THROUGH THIS BODY
AND THIS BODY MOVES THROUGH SPACE
WALKING MOVING SINGING LIVING DANCING TO THE BEAT OF THIS HEART
THAT IS A WILD WILD THING
THIS HEART IS A WILD THING
WILD LIKE CHILDREN WITH NOTHING BUT THEIR BICYCLES, THEIR TENNIS SHOES, THEMSELVES.
AND NO CONCEPT OF FEAR
THIS HEART IS A WILD THING
WILD LIKE OLD MEN TELL STORIES THAT CAN ONLY HAPPEN IF THERE REALLY IS REALLY REAL MAGIC.
WHICH THERE IS.
THIS HEART IS A WILD THING LIKE MOTHERS WHO MOVE MOUNTAINS TO PROTECT THEIR FLOCK.
BECAUSE OF LOVE LIKE THIS THERE IS MAGIC
THIS HEART IS A WILD THING
AND IT CAN STIR STEP MOVE AND DANCE TO ITS OWN BEAT
THIS HEART IS A WILD WILD WILD THING
FREE RESTLESS WILD BEAUTIFUL.
BEAT ON WILD THING
BEAT ON.