Acoustic video from “Live from The Castle” session coming soon…

Perhaps as a reaction to my experience depicted in Love Ain’t Real, I’ve never been a person who settles – I always find a reason to leave. I have big ambitions; I get anxious staying in one place for too long; I always feel the need to move on to the next job, the next relationship, the next city. Part of that is freeing – it allows me to see the world, try new things, and challenge myself. But part of it is debilitating. Never staying in one situation for too long means never sitting with yourself or allowing yourself to grow in peace. I think that Wild Child is a classic folk-country song that almost everyone can relate to at some point in their lives. Feeling drawn to one thing but knowing that another option might be better for you; or perhaps, choosing between multiple amazing options, but knowing that ultimately you need to make a decision… it’s an experience that everyone has been through, and Wild Child is an anthem for the folks with choice-paralysis and a fire in their feet.

In a town, that ain’t my own yet
In a house, that ain’t a home yet
In a life that I just started livin’ 

With some friends, I barely know
With a job where there’s room to grow
With a plan that I didn’t see comin’
That’s when this wild child starts runnin’

Cause I’ve run all my life
From state to state
From job to job
and mate to mate
And I’ve only slowed down when I saw disaster comin’
But then I keep on runnin’

So here I am
Standing still
Waiting for that next drink to spill
Trying to see what I surely am missing

But days go by and things are good
Getting used to this neighborhood
Growing roots in a ground where the wild flow’rs are bloomin’
So will this wild child keep movin’

Cause I’ve run all my life
From state to state
From job to job
and mate to mate
And I’ve only slowed down when I saw disaster comin’
But then I keep on runnin’

[Violin]

Looking out on neon lights
Drunk boys itchin’ to pick their fights
Crowded lines fill a road that could lead to a highway
And I could go, yeah I could leave
But is that what they expect of me?
Cause I’m always the one who makes fires out of nothin’
Or will this wild child choose somethin’?

Cause I’ve run all my life
From state to state
From job to job
and mate to mate
And I’ve only slowed down to create the next disaster 

And I’ve played to the wind
I’ve swum the sea
But is that all that was meant for me
I’ve found life in the noise, but more with silence comin’
So now it’s time I stop runnin’