Song | Forest Knolls |
Artist | John Vanderslice |
Album | Romanian Names |
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we were unprepared | |
by rights we should have been aware | |
with bow and flint and arrow | |
there were three deer outside the window | |
my father's father would've known | |
how to pull that wire and steady the bow | |
send that arrow into her beating heart | |
how to cut her and use every part | |
we've got food for weeks and weeks | |
and all that blood would find its way to the carpet | |
sitting there I couldn't shake that guilt | |
as the deer walked free up the hill |