We Were Wild Lyrics Granny tells me my record is very sweet. She loves the instrumentation but has a little trouble hearing the lyrics (fair enough, she’s 92). So I collated all the lyrics and mailed them off to her. Here’s a digital version. Growing Thin The longest days are gone and your bodies getting thin, And you hate the way the winter winds break in, They wrap around the bed and steal away your love, And the night-time is the worst its ever been. All my hope can’t hold you, can’t let it be, We never took to love too easily. All the summer warmth has gone and you can’t bear to run, I find the things you try to throw away, I’ll hold them in a safe place, you’re ready to give in, But you stretch a week to 30 days. You’ll be my winter fling, a winter heart to hold my sin, Oh your love is getting thin, So wear your summer dress, I’ll buy your happiness, All your love is getting thin, When I see your eyes, you breathe despair to life, You’ve never been the best at finding peace, The little things will throw you, and nothing holds the tide, Nothings going to hold you on to me. All I want is, a little love, oh the days are getting colder, All I need is, a little love, and a little home to hold her, All I want is, a little love, oh the days are getting colder, All I want is, a little love, and a little home to hold her, … Bury My Body Bury my body in the garden, Let me catch up on lost sleep, Don’t raise me up till after all the winter days are gone, And then attack when I am weak. Bury my doubts like broken bodies, But when I sow my doubts you know I’m sowing seeds, Buried deep deep deep, down below the surface, You’ll see them sprouting back like weeds. Bury my body in the garden, Let my figure feed the dirt, Let me chase my thoughts to deepest darkest conclusions, and pray our love remains our love remains unhurt. I’ll bury my fears below the surface, I’ll say goodbye to everything I’ll ever feel, Break out the whiskey for the evening, Numb my emotions like a shield. And if you want me back again, I’ll come back taller than the trees, And if we try this out again, I’ll be what you want, if I’m not what you need. Bury the past behind the present, Buried regrets will surely die, I’ll fill the emptiness with overtime at work, Fill in the years until we die. Bury your children and your partner, Bury your fears, your hopes, your dreams, You can be happy if you’ll bury bury bury me, What is hidden can’t be seen. … Walking Wounded Summer fires are going out, we’re fleeing to the south, I crave the neck beneath your hair, oh that mouth. Trace a path to safety, tread your love to fear, Treat me like the ever after, and pray your love to me. We’re the living lost, I’m the walking wounded, Burn the embers back, all the light has faded. April trees are losing leaves, like the thoughts my head keeps in, Tripping down your back now, your eyes won’t let the light in, Hit me with your truth, (but I never even want to) Hit me with your fist, (I’m glad you never need to) All the times I tried to give you second shots at me, and all the times you missed. We’re the living lost, I’m the walking wounded, Burn the embers back, all the light has faded. This could be the last time, we’ll take another hit, Send me home empty handed, all your fires can’t deal with it Summer fires are going out. … We Were Wild I was full once, my mother’s second son, I left it all, for another lonely one. Take my soul and try and build me up, Nothing more when we’ve barely got enough. You’ve been wild, and I find you in that place, No-one left to hold the wild away, We build a fire and burn the bed for warmth, Hope the light might save us, if we see the dawn. We could be so wild. We could be so wild. I find a rise and I dig beneath the dirt, Make a grave to lay away the days below the earth, And maybe time will save us, and maybe you meant well, But man will crave forgiveness if the other choice is hell. We could be so wild. We could be so wild. Wildness is a state of mind, and it’s never been a state of mine, Take the things I love and throw them to the past, But somedays it falls together and I am feeling fine, But nothing man can make will ever last. Lose my place, but give me back a heart, Man can strip the earth, and tear your love apart, Give me time and I’d find the wild in you, But the earth is gone, we covered up the blue. … Solstice I’m losing you this year, I’ll write this whole thing off, Hold on a final season, To give you time to talk. And if our love might trickle back to nothingness, Then can’t we make this quick, I’ve lost you in the never ending stream of days, oh let my cold heart sit. Summer, I’ll put it off, never think this through, Autumn days are shorter, there’s still no time for you. I’ll skirt around the solstice, I’ll throw this season off. There’s a gap between the truth and fact, And you’re not who I dream of. And if your hopes last breath can’t start this heart again, at least we gave it time, I’ll mark the days till all I know is dead, time to leave behind, This summer, oh I’ll put it off, never think this through, Autumn days are shorter, there’s still no time for you, Winter nights at home, and nothings starting new, And in the spring I’ll leave, oh yeah in the spring I’ll leave, I’ll leave you. There’s a certain gravity that kicks in after dark, But my fingers graze your back and my mind will catch the sparks, Take me as a stone and throw me to the depths, I’ll pray this rivers dry and I’m not all that’s left. Like setting fire to the meadows, Steal water from the starving earth, These broken days are short enough to count the breaths, And you’re left with the worst, And I’ll stumble through the shifting seasons, I’ll throw my salt across the fields, I ripped the last pine from the mountains, To cover up the way the way I feel. Only 2 days. Only 2 to days to the solstice, 2 becomes the one, and you’re the one that’s left, you’re the one that’s left.