Wild Morning Glory Words and music by Matt Watroba Copyright 2009 Sing me a story You wild morning glory Reach down into places unseen What others call shadow Is meerly the mad flow Of the pathos and places you've been Life was a gamble A perpetual ramble You tamed with the beauty of rhyme You walked the tight rope And just when you'd lose hope Then out of the dark hole you'd climb Chorus: Don't dig at the details The devil goes deeper He sleeps when you're looking away He visits you when You've lost one more weekend Just keeping the demons at bay Your dreams they'd combat you The darkness clawed at you You fought back with codine and words But what made you fragile Likewise made you agile Your bones they were hollow like birds Your songs inspire The broken down choir Who lost all desire to sing We learned it made sense To lower our defense And toss it all into the ring Chorus: Some say it was booze Or some wild, untamed muse Or one more pure image unfurled I may be wrong But I'd say it's a song That lifted you up from this world So sing me a story You wild morning glory You came unarmed to the fray You built a tower But just like the flower You bloomed and were gone in a day