Wild Love

by Wild Love

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released July 6, 2015

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Wild Love Ottawa, Ontario

Rock 'n' roll band from Ottawa, Canada.

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Track Name: Wonder
I wonder if the sights and sounds of the night will swallow me alive, in the sad serenade of silence and the absence of light of the day. I wonder, oh, I wonder.

What if all the living people in your life are leading you astray? What if they've been lying about what is out of the woods and out of the way? I wonder, oh, I wonder.

Oh, I wonder, what if all the sinners sleeping in the streets are secretly our saints? In the gutter of the day, while the busybodies waste it all away. I wonder, oh, I wonder.

Wonder why the riches pouring like the rain aren't pooling at your feet. In a sad disparity of love that's bred to give and greed that's bred to keep. I wonder, oh, I wonder.

What if the sun left? What would you regret?

I wonder if the pence and pounds in your sights will cloud your sharpened eyes. In the great greed brigade of violence and the absence of rights to your name. I wonder, oh, I wonder.

What if all the living people that you trust are weighing down your soul? What if they've been lying about what is good for your blood and good for your bones? I wonder, oh, I wonder.

What if the sun left? What would you regret?
Track Name: Lonely Road
Clothes that were cut from the cloth of a flag without a state. Naked feet save for the broken chains that ring for days. With the thorns and pricks and shards of glass that bleed and sting. Send the dogs for me. I'll be walking through the wild, baby.

Oh, I'm on a lonely road. Always on the far side of here to home. In the heat of a sun that could be long gone before you know. And oh, I'm on a lonely road. Breaks in all my flesh and joints and bones. It's a lonely road I walk.

And it goes on and on and on and on and on and on…

So when you find me I'll be on my own, 'cause it's a lonely road.

Tied to the hundred thousand pounds of past mistakes. Dragged through the dirt to the tune of a searing scrape. Cut the rope from the weight or just wait for it to fray. Brand it with my name and you can find it in the wild, baby.

Oh, I'm on a lonely road. Ever too worn to hold out hope. In the cold of a night that could reach out and swallow you whole. And oh, I'm on a lonely road. Tears in all my heart and mind and soul. It's a lonely road I walk.

And it goes on and on and on and on and on and on …

So when you find me I'll be on my own, 'cause it's a lonely road.

The light, the heat, the sun. The filth, the dirt, the mud. The will, the fight, the run. The all, the some, the none.

So when you find me I'll be on my own, 'cause it's a lonely road.
Track Name: Everyday Ache
Hide your face. Mask all the hurt and the shame. What a waste. Feed your soul. Strength from the marrow you stole from the cracks in your bones.

Tear away. White from the black from the grey. Separate. Silver and gold. Riches of love that grew old. Out of control.

Everyday ache.

Hundred weights. Memories that resonate. Break your faith. Leave your home. Freed from the horrors of old. All on your own

Everyday ache.

Cry in vain.
Track Name: Daughter
I want to live in your nightmare. I want to be your terrible story. Smoke rings are halos on my head. Dark wings are feathering from me.

Do you believe in pain? The kind that only love can offer. Do you think I'm insane? I don't believe in pain.

Daughter, daughter, daughter.

The wicked dreams that haunt her.

I want to steal all your sorrow. Keep it in a jar in the basement. Save it for the end of a life spent. Let it out when you're ready to face it.

Do you believe in free? The kind that only death can offer. Do you think I'm a slave? I don't believe in free.

Daughter, daughter, daughter.

The wicked dreams that haunt her.
Track Name: Life Without
I will never forget the car radio when old Tom said, "Life's a highway," and you're roughin' it. Every turn's a turn that could be wrong. So will you ride that highway all night long?

And if life without loss is what you want, well then I'm sorry.

Have you given the thought to whether there's a god there someplace? And if not, then what of all you're taught on Sunday? After all, no man can build a heaven, can he? But that won't stop me.

And if life without loss is what you want, well then I'm sorry.

And if life without love is what you want, then have it your way…
Track Name: Saint of Saints
I used to love like a mother loves a son. Then something changed everything. Silent seas rode the wind and turned to hurricanes. My love went wild that day.

All the bad blood that I can bleed. Wine for all the sinners on a Sunday morning. Shepherd leading sheep astray. That's when I became…

The saint of saints to test your faith. All the worshippers of false gods kneeling at my feet. Behold the king.

Kept curtains drawn for months on end and let my hair and beard grow long. Wore the same clothes as yesterday. Lumbered out and made a drunken scene in the streets.

I stole away, took the liquor to my veins. God for a day. Numb from pity, pride and pain. Felt enlightened by the drugs and the drink. That's when I became…

The saint of saints to test your faith. All the worshippers of false gods kneeling at my feet. Behold the king.
Track Name: The Way It's Always Been
I saw you float away to a dark belief, that the world will never change, that all love will someday wane. There's no heart's ease. Then so suddenly, there comes a storming rain on a sunny day. The way it's always been.

You are so far away, from way up in space. I need you to take my place. You are an open flame, while I'm the darkest cave. I need you to light the way.

I've been hungering just for a taste of the fighting sea and its violent grace. Salt in my veins. Flown on wanton wing, or an absence of gravity, to towers of ivory. The way it's always been.

You are a quill and ink, and I'm a blank white page. I need you to write our story. You are a healing place, while I'm eternal ache. I need you to numb the pain.

The way it's always been.