Wild Wood, setting sun it makes the shadows longer Wise blood, cut & run away, away Wild Wood setting sun it makes the shadows stronger I need to touch someone in the dying of the day Wild wood, bush & briar it makes your feet to stumble Wise Blood, the sky's on fire away, away Wild Wood bush & briar it makes your hands to tremble love, you musn't tire at the, dying of the day Like the child that needs protection for whom his mother prays through a world that needs correction we wander all our days wild to make our mark WE SHALL COME HOME WE SHALL COME HOME WE SHALL COME HOME WE SHALL COME HOME BEFORE DARK Wild Wood dark & deep this is a world of danger Wise Blood better keep away, away Wild Wood, dark & deep the world is getting stranger love don't fall asleep at the dying of the day