Wilderness Songtext
von Sleeping At Last

Dear wilderness, be at your best.
Her armor is thin as the fabric of her dress.
I know the rules: the weaker trees bend.
But make her immune
When your temper storms in.

When she gains her balance
Be as still as you can be.
When she′s climbing branches
Be the feathers underneath.


When she regains her balance
Be as steady as she needs.
When she trusts you blindly
Be her worthy lock and key.

Though it goes against
Every grain of your sand
Like turning wolves
Into lambs
Be at your best for her
Your best for her.

When she flies her balance
Be as gentle as she needs.
When she shines her brightest
Let no dark cloud intervene