MaureenO
Another Infidel
The Wild Child
The wild child doesn’t need a clock,
she’d never hear the chime.
The wild child needs no schedule,
she lives in her own time.
The wild child calls no place a tomb,
he knows he’s free to be.
The wild child will be no man’s slave,
he knows he’s born too free.
In wildness grows this child of earth,
on wings of wind she flies.
The wild child knows no fallacy,
she has no need of lies.
On truth and freedom wild one lives
and laughs into the night.
The wild child has no fear in him,
through him shines Heaven’s light.
The wild child owns the earth and sea,
her playground is the sky.
She’ll never stay for chain or bond,
the wild child’s flown too high.
So, if she ever comes to you,
know it’s of her heart.
She knows she need not come at all.
She knew it from the start.
And never question why he’s free
Nor owes himself to none.
The wild child owns the legacy
willed to him by the Son.
The wild child doesn’t need a clock,
she’d never hear the chime.
The wild child needs no schedule,
she lives in her own time.
The wild child calls no place a tomb,
he knows he’s free to be.
The wild child will be no man’s slave,
he knows he’s born too free.
In wildness grows this child of earth,
on wings of wind she flies.
The wild child knows no fallacy,
she has no need of lies.
On truth and freedom wild one lives
and laughs into the night.
The wild child has no fear in him,
through him shines Heaven’s light.
The wild child owns the earth and sea,
her playground is the sky.
She’ll never stay for chain or bond,
the wild child’s flown too high.
So, if she ever comes to you,
know it’s of her heart.
She knows she need not come at all.
She knew it from the start.
And never question why he’s free
Nor owes himself to none.
The wild child owns the legacy
willed to him by the Son.