What Wild Things Were
Rhys Lewis Lyrics


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I still remember the turn of the leaves
And the first signs of blossom on our cherry trees
And I still hear rivers from old memories
I still star at starlight but only in dreams

'Cause we broke the home that we had
And there's no, there's no going back
To when things were alive
And blue could describe
The color the sky was before it burned
When we still woke up to the sound of the birds
And we didn't have to wonder what wild things were

Well I'm scared of forgetting how things used to be
Like the days we could lay down on grass that was green
And I miss how the winter once painted these streets
And the sound that the snow made under my feet

'Cause we broke the home that we had
And there's no, there's no going back
To when things were alive
And blue could describe
The color the sky was before it burned
When we still woke up to the sound of the birds
And we didn't have to wonder what wild things were
When we still woke up to the sound of the birds
And we didn't have to wonder what wild things were

Well if I have a daughter how will I ever tell her
The ghost that came before her
Just broke the home that she has
There's no, there's no going back
To when things were alive
And blue could describe
The color the sky was before it burned
How she'll never wake up to the sound of the birds
And she's always gonna wonder what wild things were, no, no, no
How she'll never wake up to the sound of the birds
And she's always gonna wonder what wild things were

She's always gonna wonder, she's never gonna know
She's always gonna wonder, she's never gonna know
What wild things were
What wild things were
What wild things, wild things were

Overall Meaning

In Rhys Lewis's song "What Wild Things Were," he reminisces about the past and the beauty of the natural world. He starts the song by recalling the turning of the leaves and the blossoming of cherry trees. He still hears rivers from old memories and gazes at starlight only in dreams. He realizes that things have changed, and he can never go back to the time when everything was alive and blue described the color of the sky before it burned. He used to wake up to the sound of birds, but now he wonders what wild things were.


Rhys Lewis is scared of forgetting how things used to be, such as the days when he could lay down on green grass and the winter painted the streets white. He misses the sound the snow made under his feet. He knows that he can never go back to the time when things were alive and pure. He wants to pass on the beauty of the past to his daughter, but he wonders how he can tell her that the ghost of the past broke the home she has now. She will never wake up to the sound of birds, and she will always wonder what wild things were.


"What Wild Things Were" is a beautiful and poignant song that reflects on the beauty of the natural world and how the past can never be relived. It is about nostalgia, reflection, and the passage of time.


Line by Line Meaning

I still remember the turn of the leaves
I have a clear memory of the changing of seasons


And the first signs of blossom on our cherry trees
I remember watching the first blooms grow on our cherry trees


And I still hear rivers from old memories
I recall the sounds of rivers from past experiences


I still star at starlight but only in dreams
I only see the stars in my dreams now


'Cause we broke the home that we had
Our relationship fell apart


And there's no, there's no going back
There's no way to restore or fix what we lost


To when things were alive
To a time when things were vibrant and full of life


And blue could describe
When the sky was a shade of blue


The color the sky was before it burned
Before something damaged the once-beautiful sky


When we still woke up to the sound of the birds
We used to rise to the sound of the birds each morning


And we didn't have to wonder what wild things were
We knew what it was like to experience natural beauty without concern


Well I'm scared of forgetting how things used to be
I'm afraid I'll forget the memories I cherish


Like the days we could lay down on grass that was green
Days when we could relax on a patch of lush green grass


And I miss how the winter once painted these streets
I long for the beauty of winter's past on these streets


And the sound that the snow made under my feet
The memory of the crunching snow under footfalls resonates with me


Well if I have a daughter how will I ever tell her
I worry about explaining what will be lost to future generations


The ghost that came before her
The remnants of the past and our mistakes


Just broke the home that she has
Our actions have caused damage that future generations will have to deal with


How she'll never wake up to the sound of the birds
What will be lost to a future without appreciation and protection of nature


And she's always gonna wonder what wild things were, no, no, no
There will always be a sense of loss and questioning about the natural world


She's always gonna wonder, she's never gonna know
Future generations may never experience the natural beauty we took for granted


What wild things were
The beauty and freedom of wild nature that we've lost


What wild things were
The untamed and uncontrolled natural world that used to exist


What wild things, wild things were
The un-restrictive and un-suppressed beauty of the wilderness that we used to appreciate




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Henry Brill, Rhys Lewis

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