Rangers
The paths have been crossedThe crumbs are gone and the way, and the way is lostMelancholy phantoms eye our skinsAnd poisoned apples falling with the wind
Hear the sigh of the treesThose who enter here never leave
And the rangers stream out of their cabinsThey are the hunters, we are the rabbitsAnd maybe we don't wanna be foundMaybe we don't wanna be found
Further in the hole we goSaddest creatures tugging at our clothesCutting through the twilight, sword in handStrangers once united against the land
At the sound of the bellsThey're pulling paper lanterns from their shelves
And the rangers stream out of their cabinsThey are the hunters, we are the rabbitsAnd maybe we don't wanna be foundMaybe we don't want you tracking us down
The rangers stream out of their cabinsRaising their muskets, flashing their badgesBut maybe we don't wanna be foundMaybe we don't wanna be found
Let's keep hiding, all quiet likeThey'll keep seeking but they won't find usLet's keep living a quiet lifeYou and I, you and I
And the rangers stream out of their cabinsThey are the hunters, we are the rabbitsAnd maybe we don't wanna be foundMaybe we don't want you tracking us down
The rangers stream out of their cabinsRaising their muskets, flashing their badgesWell, maybe we don't wanna be foundMaybe we don't wanna be found