Verse 1 I was raised where the moonlight bends, Where the wolves don’t ask where the story ends. Barefoot heart on a thorn-kissed road, Carrying storms nobody knows. I learned my name from the midnight trees, From the river crying ancient things. No silver spoon, no quiet wings, I’m a daughter of the wild things. Pre-Chorus Don’t try to tame what the forest made, Don’t call me broken just because I’m brave. I grew from roots you couldn’t see, There’s a sacred animal living in me. Chorus I’m a daughter of the wild things, Fire in my blood, dirt on my knees. I don’t belong in your golden cage, I was born from thunder, baptized in rain. I’m a daughter of the wild things, Howling at the heavens when the night gets mean. You can hear my spirit when the dark wind sings, I’m a daughter, daughter of the wild things. Verse 2 I made friends with the ghosts in the pines, Let the crows read the hurt in my mind. Every scar is a claw-marked prayer, Proof that I survived out there. I don’t need a crown, I don’t need a throne, I built my temple out of bone. Call me strange, call me too free, But the wild was the first to mother me. Pre-Chorus Don’t try to soften what the storm has kissed, Don’t shame the teeth behind my lips. I grew where gentle things don’t last, But I turned my pain into a sacred path. Chorus I’m a daughter of the wild things, Fire in my blood, dirt on my knees. I don’t belong in your golden cage, I was born from thunder, baptized in rain. I’m a daughter of the wild things, Howling at the heavens when the night gets mean. You can hear my spirit when the dark wind sings, I’m a daughter, daughter of the wild things. Bridge Let the branches braid my hair, Let the shadows know I’m there. Let the mountains call me home, I was never lost alone. I got foxfire in my veins, Moss and madness in my name. If you fear what freedom brings, Don’t follow daughters of the wild things. Final Chorus I’m a daughter of the wild things, Fire in my blood, dirt on my knees. I don’t bow to your golden cage, I was born from thunder, baptized in rain. I’m a daughter of the wild things, A soul too old for ordinary dreams. You can hear my spirit when the dark wind sings, I’m a daughter, daughter of the wild things. Outro The wolves know me. The trees hold me. The storm wrote me. I’m a daughter of the wild things.