Send me letters when you can
And don't say nothing you don't mean
We'll start out back where we began
You come, when you come home promise me
You cursed up a rainstorm
When the woods were burning down
And the fire is what keeps us warm
When winter rolls around
When winter rolls around
We can't do this anymore
We can't bring ourselves to change
The hunters we once were
And hunters we shall remain
The human stories of ghostly tales
Exhaled the smoke of a winter's cold
On the day the last pine tree fell
When you are souls for soul
We can't do this anymore
We can't bring ourselves to change
The hunters we once were
And hunters we shall remain
The hunters we once were
And hunters we shall remain
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