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letra de the wild hunt - johnny flynn & robert macfarlane

[chorus]
oh the wild hunt, oh the wild hunt
is running, is crashing
but the hill hounds, oh the hill hounds
are howling, are rushing
the wild hunt lights a fire, flings a spark
that lets the dead find their way in the dark, in the dark
that lets the dead find their way in the dark

[verse 1]
a hundred year storm is brewing downtown
battling bedlam best drunk lukewarm
the jesters are here to perform to perform
with the green men who all speak in leaves, speak in leaves
to any who loves and any who grieves

over the gold and the red eye from texas
wolves in the c-ckpit and conjuring chaos
and crocuses blooming and sheer hocus pocus
the turquoise at long last are losing their focus
and we’re mending from all that is broken us

the wild hunt is quick and its quickening
turns all the yard sticks to kindling
sets the best loved certainties fl!ckering
sends the galaxy’s masonry tumbling
[chorus]
oh the wild hunt, oh the wild hunt
is running, is crashing
but the hill hounds, oh the hill hounds
are howling, are rushing
the wild hunt lights a fire, flings a spark
that lets the dead find their way in the dark, in the dark
that lets the dead find their way in the dark

[verse 2]
oh jumping at shadows and dancing with starlight
lumbering sadness is still in the dogfight
reaching and rolling and burned in the daylight
the cosmos is reeling the hounds have a farm light
and my senses alight in the dawn light

the wild hunt is quick and its quickening
turns all the yards sticks to kindling
up through the stars without fear
past the bear and the bull and the charioteer

[break]
we’re asleep at the wheel, and the rapids are nearing
the hairpins approaching, the chasm is looming
the headlights are failing, the daylight is looming
the prophets are railing, the empires are rearing
so be swift and be swifter, be quick and be quicker
be quick and be quickening
[chorus]
for the wild hunt, oh the wild hunt
is running, is crashing
but the hill hounds, oh the hill hounds
are howling, are rushing
we’re lighting a fire, fling a spark
that lets the dead find their way in the dark, in the dark
that lets the dead find their way in the dark, in the dark
that lets the dead find their way in the dark

- johnny flynn robert macfarlane

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