WILD from Ghost Train by Jacob and the Ghost Train

Pulled from my mother’s soup
Last thing to truly be ours
I was toweled off
And wrapped in her arms

A hard beautiful truth
Beckons beyond the back yard
But my first memory is comfortable is ordinary
And I’m afraid of the dark

There’s something wild
Out in the night
No wonder why I couldn’t get it
I admit it, I’m addicted to light

Pulled from my father’s bag
I try to have his resolve
But half the time I up and hold my head high
The harder it falls

O Daddy don’t watch me lag
Milk toast without a cause
When you think of me I wanna be the kind of son a father dreams
Smart and lion hearted with arms like logs

There’s something wild
I’ve been hearing it fight
No wonder why I can’t be given heavy lifting
I’m addicted to light

Pulled out we, all of us, share
Sadness that can’t be soothed
Though I’ve got friends and family and love more than I can believe
Sometimes I still can’t help it but brood

I know a woman who swears
Her cat says bienvenue
I love that ravens have vendettas and dolphins have sex for pleasure
And coyotes like to sing as much as I do

They’re telling me I’m wild
Boy I’m wild
Yes I’m wild

Ain’t it some shit how we forget that we’re all given just a sliver of a single precious life
But when it hits there’s nothing competes with it, cause nothing shines as bright

• Americana
• Folk
• chamber folk
• quartet
• singer-songwriter
• story songs
• wild
• Loma Mar