Wild Places is about the wild places of planet earth, and also the wild places of our breathing, primal, animal bodies. With the loss of the wilderness and thus wildness of planet earth, we have also begun to lose the wildness of ourselves. Western modernity has normalized utilitarianism and hyper-productivity at the cost of the rhythms of our bodies, seasonality, and the natural ebbing and flowing of our energies as connected to darkness and light. We work 9-5 no matter the season. No matter if we start and end the day without seeing the sun. No matter the natural tendency and human need for wintering, shared by all the other animals and trees and beings. We think we are so different, but we share something, many things, with all of life. And we'd do a whole lot better if we listened more. This song is more than about what has been lost though. It is about my deep belief in the possibility of re-wilding.
Working, late into the night
my head is dizzy, so is my sight
Night comes,
haven’t been outside all day
But it’s gray anyway
City livin’, what to say
Wild places
are they gone from the world?
Wild places,
have they been lost?
Maybe, if we leave it all alone
the quiet beauty
of our breathing home
it could re-grow
It could re-grow,
all that quiet beauty
of our breathing home
Nine to five, and parking lots
take the train, the screeching makes me insane
trash strewn about on the street
what happened to the flowers, and the trees,
and our humanity?
Wild places
are they gone from the world?
Wild places,
have they been lost?
Maybe if we leave it all alone
the quiet beauty
of our breathing home
it could re-grow