Wild Wood

Give me a swamp, a deep dark bog

Where I can lose my way in pools of slippery mud

Give me cold, cold rain; a cloud of stinging bugs

Deadly nightshade, poison oak; give me the wild, wild wood

The wild, the wild, wild, wild wood

We can dress in skins, wrap our feet in bark

And you can growl at me or hit me with a rock

When you want to say, "I love you" in the dark

And I will bark like a dog in your arms

In the wild, the wild, wild, wild wood

We can make a god out of sticks and bones

Or we can pray to the trees or pray to the sun

And our eyes will shine when we start to scream

With the hungry wolves outside our freezing cave

In the wild, the wild, wild, wild wood