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letra de hunting song - whirlybird

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[intro]

[verse]
i’m aiming my bow up at the sky
but i can’t find my target
all the birds seem to pass me by
the closer and closer i get

maybe they’re shy
or maybe they just dont like me
either way, they’ll die
so cheers to not knowing me

i’ve never been
the best at keeing things quiet
so go lay in the tall dry grass
and try not to make a sound
you see, its harder than you think
to keep in control of everything

as much as my mother
likes to scold me in the mornings
i do love that early light
but it doesn’t think much of me
nothing sticks like glue
but i still feel the heartache
of puddles i fell into
a nervous clock rewinding

you’re a sad excuse
for something walking
a four poster bed of glass and rocks
and each love talks of ending
while we’re still young

if only you could mind your chatter
pray be still oh
what’s the matter
i’ll send the cat to
go you catch your tongue

now there’s a moment
now there’s a moment
now there’s a moment

and i’ll lay in the tall dry grass
and try not to make a sound
i find my final shot
and aim it right into your crown

- whirlybird

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