A Fine Frenzy "Rangers" lyrics

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

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