Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Wilderlove, artist - John Mark McMillan.
Date of issue: 31.08.2017
Song language: English
Wilderlove |
Plumbed the badlands as a child |
Where the dust devils dance |
On the dreams of the ivy wild |
The places you grow up |
The tumbling ground is rough |
There is no domestic heart |
Then what have we become: just pedestrian? |
There is no domestic heart |
The Wilderlove is hidden within us |
And we reckon with it, and we wrestle with it |
The Wilderlove is hidden within us |
And we wrestle with it, and we wrestle with it |
You are the wilderness and I fall fast drawn |
To the rise of your vast expanse |
I feel so underdressed so civilized and small |
By the powers that you possess |
The places you grow up |
The tumbling ground is rough |
There is no domestic heart |
Then what have we become: just pedestrian? |
There is no domestic heart |
The Wilderlove is hidden within us |
And we reckon with it, and we wrestle with it |
The Wilderlove is hidden within us |
And we wrestle with it, and we wrestle with it |
The Wilderlove is hidden within us |
And we reckon with it, and we wrestle with it |
The Wilderlove is hidden within us |
And we wrestle with it, and we wrestle with it |
Plumbed the badlands as a child |
Where the dust devils dance |
On the dreams of the ivy wild |
The Wilderlove is hidden within us |
And we reckon with it, and we wrestle with it |
The Wilderlove is hidden within us |
And we wrestle with it, and we wrestle with it |
The Wilderlove is hidden within us |
And we reckon with it, and we wrestle with it |
The Wilderlove is hidden within us |
And we wrestle with it, and we wrestle with it |
We wrestle with it |