Yesterday I saw you
Drinking from my bowl
On an island of hypocrisy
It's light was not that kind to me
Now I see mock horses [?]
Grazing on box wood
Like bastions of self-sabotage
Like bastions of self-sabotage
Wild, wild
Oh you've seen much better days
Drop them through the hoops
Knitted scarves for Christmas
Signed up again through January
Now the days are falling
Through absent episodes
We leapfrog at life's strangers
But we are not inseparable
Wild, wild