But some people go to the edge of the woods
Where the dark and the wild things grow
And their lives blow like leaves
In more dangerous winds
For reasons they may never know

May they be blessed who live in those woods
whether in them their lives rise or fall
For their danger teaches us much of love
fear races us all

Some people walk in small clean steps
every movement is carefully planned
They may never see all their heart longs to see
But they will always be sure where they stand

Oh but some people move with a lurching step
Always reaching for much too much
They may never find what their heart needs to find
Always reaching beyond what they can touch

May they be blessed who run through this life
Where. it would be so much wiser to crawl
For their passion teaches us much of love
And their fear graces us all

Now some people love with a measuring heart
While balancing chances with gains
They will love safely or love not at all
And they will have no time for their pain

Oh but some people love with their reckless hearts
Never bargaining pleasures or costs
And they often burn in the heat of their own flame
And when they lose it is much they have lost

May they be blessed whose hearts are this way
Who will love fiercely or love not at all
Their loneliness teaches us much of love
And their fear graces us all

But I hope I live in a good strong house
And I walk down clear roads sure but slow
I hope those I love might be those who love me
But I'm not lost where the wild things grow

But let me never forget those whose lives burn
too brightly for reasons they may never know
And may I not stand too long in dangerous winds
But let me never forget how they can blow

[Repeat 1st bridge]

© 1986 Scott Alarik