The Hunter

From beneath highways, I was listening
Since long before I ever saw your face, I was listening
Wind from off the bay, the ladies all are crying
Your dad stares at the gun rack, he never planned on buying

I was standing there when your house fell down
I guess they built it back up by now
You were semaphore standing in the street
All your flags a waving-
Waving, coloured in the wind

Stubborn as you were, I agreed
Years, like startled deer, stand silent as we pass
Of course, it's the way of things that all of this will last

'Cause you and I prefer the far and distant planets
For our kids to play by the light of all their moons
The Hunter, he stands in the woods, patient as a
Stone
So patient, he will take all he can, he will take what he's not owed
You could run so fast that not a thing could
Catch

You, sleek and pure as glass
Throwing light and blood behind you
The violence at last sudden as a knife