The paths have been crossed The crumbs are gone and the way, and the way is lost Melancholy phantoms eye our skins And poisoned apples falling with the wind
Hear the sigh of the trees Those who enter here never leave
And the rangers stream out of their cabins They are the hunters, we are the rabbits And maybe we don't wanna be found Maybe we don't wanna be found
Further in the hole we go Saddest creatures tugging at our clothes Cutting through the twilight, sword in hand Strangers once united against the land
At the sound of the bells They're pulling paper lanterns from their shelves
And the rangers stream out of their cabins They are the hunters, we are the rabbits And maybe we don't wanna be found Maybe we don't want you tracking us down
The rangers stream out of their cabins Raising their muskets, flashing their badges But maybe we don't wanna be found Maybe we don't wanna be found
Let's keep hiding, all quiet like They'll keep seeking but they won't find us Let's keep living a quiet life You and I, you and I
And the rangers stream out of their cabins They are the hunters, we are the rabbits And maybe we don't wanna be found Maybe we don't want you tracking us down
The rangers stream out of their cabins Raising their muskets, flashing their badges Well, maybe we don't wanna be found Maybe we don't wanna be foundTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
