The Hunter

There is no forest, there's only trees
Rows and rows of thorns pressed against my knees
I can see my destination just past the brush
But the owls are insisting that there's no rush

I'm a hunter without a gun
Watching the game pass
One by one

There is no forest, there's only trees
And dozens of eyes staring out at me
Blinking only at the times i look away
Lulling me to sleep as my thoughts drift away



Credits
Writer(s): Christopher Brown
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