The Wilds - Henry Jamison

On a rainy day, we took it to the museum

What did Lolo say, as we tripped into impressionism?

I looked up and saw «Young Woman with Ibis» by Edgar Degas

Yeah the ruby red birds, with the woman lost in thought

Maybe I should hear her words

See she is in the wilds

They’re a bright blur

Yeah she is in the wilds

And she’s swaying in the storm

And I’m watching her thoughts form

They’re a bright blur

See she is in the wilds and the wilds are in her

On a sunny day, we took it to the secret beach

What did Lolo say?

Was she somehow somewhere out of reach?

I look up and see the moon in Sagittarius at 29 degrees

From the ruby red sun that hangs over the scene

Maybe I should hear her words

See she is in the wilds

They’re a bright blur

Yeah she is in the wilds

And she’s swaying in the storm

And I’m watching her thoughts form

They’re a bright blur

See she is in the wilds and the wilds are in her

Hallelujah, by and by

Through the trees, I can see the sky

And all the birds in the canopy seem to be

Communicating

Are they talking to me?

Cuz I am in the wilds

C’mon baby take a chance

At maybe making some cosmic romance

It’s all oceanic, wait and see

It’s communicating

And right before I panic I say

«I am in the wilds and the wilds are in me»