Disagreement is in the air
The buck picks it up down in the valley
Pricked ears
There's a scent on the breeze
Thats never been
There's a scent on the breeze
He's wondering
The does' heads are down
We were up
She was waiting
And there was love
And there was Love
You can't see what you got there
The fox is plunging in the icy clear
Snagging fishes by the stream
On the fringes of the lake fingering
They're gonna die
They're self obsessed
Theyre gonna die
It's the narrative
And I'm gonna bet u now
Someday your gonna come around
And I'm gonna bet you now
Someday they're gonna come around
The bison will do you proud
When they come back around
When you coming back?
The soft banter of a deer ghost
Foggy winds lift the neck feathers of the harrier
On the granite ridge
Flickering out of sight
There are always exceptions
You saw the Connemara light
They went with within her
Fear not the light
And I'm gonna bet u now
Someday your gonna come around
And I'm gonna bet u now
Someday your gonna come around
And I'm gonna bet u now
Someday your gonna come around
The bison will do you proud
When they come back around
When you coming back around
When you coming back?
When you coming back?