Hunters Tune by Michael Mcguire
Hunters Tune lyrics
HUNTERS TUNE
� Electric Babylon Music Author: M.M.
I was born last night under a virgin moon, I�m the hunted heart I sing a
hunters tune, I move my hand thru a rainbows arc, I move thru the
morning before the lark, night of wonder, and morning glory, that�s
my way, that�s my story, as the sleepers dream I make my art, my head
tells me to have a heart, a rose in bloom does not compare, with her
sculpted body her midnight hair.
The woes of the world are not my wine, what this is is what I�m not,
take what you believe is yours leave what is mine, I just want my life
it�s all I�ve got.
Portentous whispers on a desolate wind, the bones of time will break
not bend, if you look deep into beauty�s face, you�ll see her awkward
moves are what lend her grace, I take her wine, I drink deep and long,
it makes me holy, it makes me strong, I lose my way to her faultless
lead, when she cuts my soul I just let it bleed, I take my name to the
killing stone, I cast my knowledge to the great unknown.
The woes of the world are not my wine, what this is is what I�m not,
take what you believe is yours leave what is mine, I just want my life
it�s all I�ve got.
Secret sleepers in dreamers breath, walk the worlds of life and death,
she lays down the weary stars the rested souls, the sun shines mercy
the river rolls, I turn inside, I turn to her, what I will be, is what we
were, she moves in fields of an inner landscape, I move thru forms and
spirits I follow her shape, my lover tries to tempt my sight, I look back
into the darkness then I turn to the light.
The woes of the world are not my wine, what this is is what I�m not,
take what you believe is yours leave what is mine, I just want my life
it�s all I�ve got.
july 90
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