Wild Heart

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Callous fingers from your strings,
trying to make the guitar sing
and once again release the joy it brings
But even with the old notes played,
the strings are rusted and slightly frayed,
so I can’t get it sounding quite the same

When you get caught in what they want,
it’s hard to remember who you are
A wild heart kept in the dark,
a tired hand that’s fumbling for the door

Kept the branches dry from rain,
but you brought matches and propane
and now the air in here could light a flame
Why so set on being right?
All your words braced for the fight,
but there are so many ways to see the light

When you get caught in what they want,
it’s hard to remember who you are
A wild heart kept in the dark,
a tired hand that’s fumbling for the door

When you get caught in what they want,
it’s hard to remember who you are
A wild heart that’s kept too long in the dark,
a tired hand that’s fumbling for the door

(The door is not locked, open it up)

When you get caught in what they want,
it’s hard to remember who you are
A wild heart left in the dark,
but the light can no longer be ignored

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from Entropy, released October 5, 2018

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The banjo-keys-glock-strings-brass-woodwinds-timpani-boy/girl-vocals-etc. of David Wimbish’s Greensboro collective may at first recall the figurine-songs of Sufjan Stevens – but only until one of the 12-member band’s delirious crescendos erupts. Wimbish employs as many as 20 instruments per track, yet the arrangements are judicious when they need to be- Shuffle Magazine ... more

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