Wild from Debris by Kathy Zimmer

Wild is the wind through the cottonwood trees
Roaring like an ocean that grows and recedes
Wild is the music from the crickets and the locusts
The summer grows short when all the insects form a chorus

Wild is the moonlight, shadow branches all around
Playing tricks on your wide eyes, darting before you on the ground
The wild seeps into my skin, it kisses my lips again
It soaks into my bones and settles deep within

And I am painted midnight blue
Then I am wild too

Wild is the small of earth, sinks deep into your soul
Some part of you started there, and in the end, that’s where you’ll go
The wild seeps into my skin, it kisses my lips again
It soaks into my bones and settles deep within

• Alternative
• indie
• indie folk
• indie rock
• singer
• singer-songwriter
• New York