Letras
Vest-wearing hunter
Do you sleep in your shallow grave?
Why didn't the bright orange of your vest
Scare the wolves away?
All I long for is connection
Try find it in your face
I seek connection with the trees
and all the running prey
Vest-wearing hunter
Please turn your rifle the other way
Why didn't the bright orange of your vest
Reflected the upcoming day
All i long for is the nightfall
To put your face in shades
And as it's going to get darker
Takes your smile away
Mobile phone pain
Messages stare back again
Close it down, drink some tea
Sleep depriving agony
Birch grove burning
Only thing that could save it
Is if the flood would turn in
Smoke drenched clothes
Too close to the fire but still soaked
Walking back and forth, over and over
Trying to fit into wet footprints
Never coming closer
Blurred island with no border
Do you hear the cracking under the water?