Wilderness - part 1

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about

a sound born in a storm. this is what happened when a bird fell from the sky and foxes followed us home. this is supern​atural, homespun honesty. this is soup, at 4am. this is a map of the stars that trace our fate. this is paprika tea. this is animal instinct. this is our story. our music.


1. Druid

a lone wolf
a loner
a Druid
my lover

ancient and wise...
feral, as a child.
the wilderness
inside your eyes

Casanova, returning
to love her...
i'm yearning.

i taste you on the wind
i need to be within
the wilderness, inside your mind

i know you song, i know your voice
it's calling, i'm falling

i know your haunts, i know your heart
take me, don't break me

sleep with the pack, run with the band
or maybe, stay with me...

i've heard you pace, i've heard you cry
it's fuckin' with me
it destroyed me

i know your song, i know it well
it runs through me
and saved me.

(spoken word:)

remember that time i drew all down your back
and spoke in words of stars and maps
i really believed in us and that
'cos we have loved before
way before... do you remember?
when a bird fell from the sky and everything i knew had died
and i was scared
so scared
and that time when i cut my hair and cried all the way
from there to here
'cos in the mirror, all i saw was a liar
and you deserve better than that...
you held my face in your hands and all the stars lit up
one by one by one...

... and one fell into my hand

2. Gentle Centaurian

horses
wild horses...
they run with your mind

you fall
so softly...
you kick in your sleep

over and over and over again
heart, beating heart, turn
and return to me

(spoken word:)

i kiss the flank
bury my face in your
soft tumbling hair
fragrant and flaxen
spun-silken with thyme
star-ploughing hand
across hipboned and keen
skin taut as snare...

centaur
gentle centaur
i'll wait for those eyes...

pilgrim
sweet pilgrim
oh come take me home...

over and over and over again
heart, beating heart turn
and return to me

(spoken word:)

in this quiet time
when i really see you
my mind drinks you in
ancient familiar, my love
my heart, like pony on beach,
she's gathering pace,
galloping! galloping!
your mind a whip
lies coiled and contained
it's tempered and tamed
only fleeting in dreams of
my gentle centaurian
our limbs entwined
forehead to forehead
i'm restless, untangle me.

(feels like i've known you before forever)

3. Behold, the Watcher

black forest, tall trees...
... the Towering Pine.
swallows they fill
the fallen sky
so close we can reach up
and write our names, with our fingers
on the misty ceiling...

i miss your limbs
i love your bones...

we lie together
on a bed of weeds
kissing and feeding
each other blood-berries
spilling from our mouths
staining our lips
that stains the kiss
aching,
skin on skin

golden hair, skilful hands
raven hair, inviting eyes...
silence but for the sounds of love
our bodies' rhythm cries...

behold the watcher, a curious fox
with green eyes....

(do you watch for how long... do you know where to find us)

(i miss your limbs...
... i love your bones)

4. No Fear of Trap nor Pin

i watch them come
no fear of trap nor pin
i watch them come
on beautiful beating wing
i watch them come
of red gold velvet
i watch them come
like gentle pilgrims

their message true and old
floods the chambers of my heart
they tell me i am safe here
they tell me i am home
they tell me that my home
is where my heart resides
a haven for the heart
and one hundred butterflies...

(i watch them come...)

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released July 10, 2015

words and music by (c)Kat McDonald & (c)Rob Davidson

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Track Name: Wilderness - part 1
1. Druid

a lone wolf
a loner
a Druid
my lover

ancient and wise...
feral, as a child.
the wilderness
inside your eyes

Casanova, returning
to love her...
i'm yearning.

i taste you on the wind
i need to be within
the wilderness, inside your mind

i know you song, i know your voice
it's calling, i'm falling

i know your haunts, i know your heart
take me, don't break me

sleep with the pack, run with the band
or maybe, stay with me...

i've heard you pace, i've heard you cry
it's fuckin' with me
it destroyed me

i know your song, i know it well
it runs through me
and saved me.

(spoken word:)

remember that time i drew all down your back
and spoke in words of stars and maps
i really believed in us and that
'cos we have loved before
way before... do you remember?
when a bird fell from the sky and everything i knew had died
and i was scared
so scared
and that time when i cut my hair and cried all the way
from there to here
'cos in the mirror, all i saw was a liar
and you deserve better than that...
you held my face in your hands and all the stars lit up
one by one by one...

... and one fell into my hand

2. Gentle Centaurian

horses
wild horses...
they run with your mind

you fall
so softly...
you kick in your sleep

over and over and over again
heart, beating heart, turn
and return to me

(spoken word:)

i kiss the flank
bury my face in your
soft tumbling hair
fragrant and flaxen
spun-silken with thyme
star-ploughing hand
across hipboned and keen
skin taut as snare...

centaur
gentle centaur
i'll wait for those eyes...

pilgrim
sweet pilgrim
oh come take me home...

over and over and over again
heart, beating heart turn
and return to me

(spoken word:)

in this quiet time
when i really see you
my mind drinks you in
ancient familiar, my love
my heart, like pony on beach,
she's gathering pace,
galloping! galloping!
your mind a whip
lies coiled and contained
it's tempered and tamed
only fleeting in dreams of
my gentle centaurian
our limbs entwined
forehead to forehead
i'm restless, untangle me.

(feels like i've known you before forever)

3. Behold, the Watcher

black forest, tall trees...
... the Towering Pine.
swallows they fill
the fallen sky
so close we can reach up
and write our names, with our fingers
on the misty ceiling...

i miss your limbs
i love your bones...

we lie together
on a bed of weeds
kissing and feeding
each other blood-berries
spilling from our mouths
staining our lips
that stains the kiss
aching,
skin on skin

golden hair, skilful hands
raven hair, inviting eyes...
silence but for the sounds of love
our bodies' rhythm cries...

behold the watcher, a curious fox
with green eyes....

(do you watch for how long... do you know where to find us)

(i miss your limbs...
... i love your bones)

4. No Fear of Trap nor Pin

i watch them come
no fear of trap nor pin
i watch them come
on beautiful beating wing
i watch them come
of red gold velvet
i watch them come
like gentle pilgrims

their message true and old
floods the chambers of my heart
they tell me i am safe here
they tell me i am home
they tell me that my home
is where my heart resides
a haven for the heart
and one hundred butterflies...

(i watch them come...)