Lake Theme (Hunting) Video (MV)

Used to be that we believed
In everything that we could see
From maples trees to arctic seas
And constellations in between
But lately I've been sensing that
My hesitation's f*cking with your faith
And we have never been this good in bed
Somehow you've come to encapsulate
All that I love. But I love to hate
Fever of hay, I sting your lungs as they inflate
Doctors orders, mustn't wait
Morning ticket, second train
Thrown back to the days
When passion set our nights ablaze
Left the light on, door ajar
A roommate slept mere feet away
Hands held against the grain
Probably looked cute from afar
But eyes avert when numbed by gaze
So we enjoyed our numbered days
Somehow I'll come to indemnify
You for all of this: broken heart, shattered wrist
Timber and clay, you were a shot I had to take
You should know I never miss
My bullets were just late