"The Hunter" lyrics

Shy and mighty Hunter, is it I who's cursed the vow?
It is you for whom I have given myself to now

Fear! Take all sense of the absolute
Dismantle what's resolute

Fear! Take my fear
Teach me all I'll have to hide
To remain dignified

We caught free reason
I bled the gift I sewed: the sacrament
I poured an hourglass unseen from all, a vacant sense of agency to covet the private fall

In you lives a city of millions walking over brick frontiers, and an ocean
A body of water "on which you drifted by Grace," like on the page I read, to pools of cool charity
Bitter morning plunge begets rebirth in the sea of your beginning

It is you for whom I have given myself to now

Shy and mighty Hunter, is it I who's cursed the vow?

It is you for whom I have given myself to now

In Autumn Bent beyond the iron legs of black benches
Where I was laid and uncoiled the romantic wellspring of old man's memory
When the world blue blocked sun lived faces who faced the horizon of summer out, stoic in striped light fissures

Come and remain!

Like the vine that ate the earth, I'm swallowed in night with you, feral hemlock, slender blazing star

You quiver quiet violence in the theater of ineptitude

I only see you and the lovely light inside of you
While I've been yearning, I've been aching for time, it was time for the end, some natural decline
Relations defined and left, we find reasons to leave, but stay intertwined

Stay! Stay! Stay!
Beauty of the Everglades, give me the reasons to keep me this way