A Night on the Town - The Dear Hunter

I’ve been misplaced in so many ways

Broken battlegrounds, hiding veils of delicate deceit

Yet here I breathe

Teeth still gleam from holy water

While millions of lambs migrate to the slaughter

My head in a bag and my hands are bound to my feet

And voices sing

«Were we erased like common thieves

Tossed in a cell to feast with the fleas

All because we never had written a word.»

What will I see, tonight in these eyes

And what will I know when the morning comes

What will I see, tonight in these eyes

And what will I know when the morning comes

Must we remind of exchanges existing so long ago

Would we arrive at agreeable musings

Sentimental or just confusing

We lost what we had but we took it back

Friends in the gutter, enjoy one another

Just give yourself to the dust and the dirt where you stand

What will I see, tonight in these eyes

And what will I know when the morning comes

What will I see, tonight in these eyes

And what will I know when the morning comes

I’m not who you think I am

And even if I thought you’d known

I never would have told you so

And more alarming

I would have done the very same

Would have stole more than your name

Would have cursed and brought the world on your shoulders

I was in the wrong place

At the right time

And what’s the worst I’d see

By giving myself to the earth below me

Not knowing how far I’d fall, by casting away the ordinary

Just how long can I stay in illusions formed here long before me?

And how long can I breathe this stolen breath here underneath?

There’s that subtle smile that did me in

She moves…

An agony reminds where I’ve been

She breathes

«I'd never let this happen again.»

Where’s your heart?

Mimicking the patriarch

She’s naive…