Why peer through that dusty window?
And knock, knock upon that door?
Why press your ear to the keyhole?
I don’t live there anymore.
The trust was there, the only lie,
The trust inside I could not buy.
I dreamed of running away to hide
With the wild things far outside.
Look ‘round back and you will see
Broken walls that left me free
And opened up the tangled way,
To where the wild things play.
Musk scents flow from river foam
That mists the air of their forest home.
It tastes of tequila and mermaid sighs,
Out here where the wild things rise.
I’ll dive in the river from trees above,
Float on bright blue bubbles of love,
Until I meet my partner for the dance
Here where the wild things prance.
I’ll tattoo my back with dragon’s breath,
The wings of angels on my breast,
And then I’ll fly beyond love’s death,
Out where the wild things are.