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The Sport of Hunting

from Always Distance The Lonely by The Unit Breed

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The Sport of Hunting

Under covers,
come and lead us deep in a dream
it's much easier
to ignore all the ugly
please don't keep us waiting
just take us into dreams
above buildings, where stars burn
then and then,
we're all parts of the same
I hear you sobbing,
and he counts numbers
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Oh rivers
wash away moments of time
eating her beaches
drilling holes in windows
microwave foods in vacuums
filling one another
with someone other than ourselves

Let me remember my dream
where you lead me to sleep

it's so much easier to relax and breath

in the dark we can see
and I can hear everything
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elephant trunks high above clouds
tigers weep blackened in birds feathers
take a breath, relax now breath

fill one another with someone other than ourselves
it's always I the one who's running
to fill another with others like oneself
Isn't it I the one who's always running
fill one another with someone other than ourselves
it's the I who's always running
to fill another with others like ourself
Isn't it I whom I'm always running
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from Always Distance The Lonely, released February 12, 2009

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