Birds Won't Sing
Words & Music by Wren Wilder
You had the whole sun
In your eyes so you squinted hard.
I haven't told you...
I haven't told you much,
I don't like the sun at all.
I never expected more,
I never expected more from anyone
And it never came.
I never loved you more,
I never loved you more but now
I'm not the same.
Come down sweetheart,
My heart just wasn't there.
You have no sense in fighting
Cause you left me here.
And my love wasn't that bright,
But you squinted hard.
And don't blame yourself, cause night time always comes.
The birds won't sing
To us anymore.
No, the birds won't even sing if we
Open our windows.
Their voices are lost.
Lost and we're cursed,
No the birds won't sing to us...
Even if we sing to them first.
I never knew you,
I never knew you
Would be like this some day.
I never heard you,
I never heard of you
Running away.
Come down sweetheart,
My heart just wasn't there.
You have no sense in fighting
Cause you left me here.
And my love wasn't that bright,
But you squinted hard.
And don't blame yourself.
Don't blame yourself.
Don't blame yourself.
I've never been jealous
Of the clouds,
They see you day and night.
And I've been waiting,
I've been waiting around;
All my life.
For you to love me.
Why don't you love me
Like you loved yourself?
Come on and love me.
I never expected more. . .
From you
To Forgive You
Words & Music by Wren Wilder
You've got some plan
To make me stay
Some riddle i
Can't solve today
But I'm curious
I must know
Who are you, Untold?
You've got some plan
To make me work
For my keep
Your love & more
Youre approval
I want it more
I want to know
Just what it takes.
I don't want to try
to make it right
not if that means saying goodbye
to my happiness.
You can hold on to your sword;
Over me as long as you want
But I won't stand anymore
No I must duck & Hide & Run
To Forgive You
I met you on some other stage
Where you played & laughed
& laughed & played
I was 16; you had 4 years on me
You' saw me: naive & young.
I worshipped you; the ground you walked
It was my moment. I was spent.
I don't want to try
To make it right
I've given you all i can afford
Yes I've run out of tokens
But still you want more
For this endless machine
Oh those tricks you played on me.
It's like winning the lottery
Just to Give Love, Get Love, Give Love
The kind of Love I need
Shouldn't Make me Feel Guilty
Don't Belong Here
Words & Music by Wren Wilder
Didn't we make it?
Where we wanted to end up
Didn't we reach as
high as our arms would go
Didn't we grow?
I don't know. I don't know
In the height of my sorrow
In the height of my fear
Ooh I know I don't belong here
In the height of tomorrow
In the height of my years
Ooh I know I don't belong here
I know I don't belong here
Can't we just wait awhile?
before we touch the ground
I need to reset; I need to reset myself
I need to jump a little higher
I need to start a bigger fire, start a bigger fire
In the height of tomorrow
In the height of my years
Ooh I know I don't belong here
I know I don't belong here
And everything they say just makes me more afraid
That I won't overcome, no I won't beat the odds
Are you listening? Are you listening? Are you listening?
Of Course Not. Of Course Not. Of Course Not!
In the height of tomorrow
In the height of my years
Ooh I know I don't belong here
I know I don't belong here
Worth The Cold
Words & Music by Wren Wilder
Sun will catch the heat, but I will never break
Until now, until the rain has washed away
Clouds will catch the pavement, but shadows fall
Rain will fall. Rain will fall
This is my only thought of the day
I'm so lucky
This is my only thought of the day
I'd rather be shivering
Than inside, nice and warm, drinking my coffee alone
This is my only thought of the day
The romance of seeing you
Is worth the cold
The current pulled me down
I didn't know until You grabbed my arm, lifted me out
The air was so still
You will blind the days that could go wrong
This house is nearly space when you are gone
Than inside, nice and warm, drinking my coffee alone
This is my only thought of the day
The romance of seeing you
Is worth the cold
Over It
Words & Music by Wren Wilder
The next time I count to ten, you better be gone
Or at least do me the decency of hiding from my storm
Don't sit there looking at me for attention
I don't have anything left to give
I 'm a dry wasteland
I don't want to try any-anymore I don't want to try
I think it's over. I think that I gave it my best so why don't you ?
I don't want to try. I don't want to try
I think I'm over it. I think I'm over it. I think I'm over it
You gave me your wedding ring
The one that's been passed down for centuries
At least from you to me
And all the lies; all the deceit, all of the tries you tried in me
I don't think they were worth it half the time
I don't want to try. I don't want to try
I think I'm over it. I think I'm over it.I think I'm over it
And I think that I'm done worshipping you as my sun
And I don't like, no I don't like, no I don't like, no I don't like
So don't kiss me anymore
I don't need you to feel whole
Don't even try to hug me when I cry
No I don't like, no I don't like, no I don't like
No I don't like
I don't want to try. I don't want to try
I think I'm over it. I think I'm over it.I think I'm over it
You know I want to live, I wanna live, I want to live i wanna live
Without you
My Voice
Words & Music by Wren Wilder
You were surreal, like the last of my thoughts
Who is the girl with the taste of your tongue?
Fumble for the words to save your soul
Where is the cadence to shackle your fable?
It must have gone adrift with your socks
You hold my hands too tightly, they feel like they're falling off
It must have gone adrift with your socks
But why must you try to convince me?
She was so real, like I first thought
Who was I ever to think differen'ty?
Fumble for the words to make me feel at home
But why is she in my kitchen right next to me?
Where Was My Voice in the Muck??
It must have gone adrift with your socks
But as I look down beside me
It seems like they've ended up on the girl with the taste of your tongue.
on the girl with the taste of your tongue
She can keep them. I'm done
The Leaving Game
Words & Music by Wren Wilder
I'll take my time to finish this fine wine . . . then I'll leave
I can take the hint. I know when you're not Feeling it
And I'm hoping, I'm hoping He finds me
And I'm coping, I'm coping Just like the sea
I'm free, and I don't want to be
My mother always said
One day like me, you'll feel it
But love's a two-way street
and I'm falling for each one I meet
And I'm hoping, I'm hoping He finds me
And I'm flowing, I'm flowing Just like the breeze
State your name, State your case
Why do you want to go out?
I'm not sure, I'm running wild
With all the doubt, what's it for?
Questions or status quos
Won't fill my heart with what it knows
I'm searching for so much more
A spark that makes a sound
