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| Elephant Hunting Song |
| HBR composer: |
Nat Keefe |
| times played: |
total: 55
first: 08/06/02
last: 12/31/10
shows since last: 237 |
| musical key: |
G |
| primary vocalist(s): |
Nat Keefe |
| instrumentation: | [underline indicates "primary" instrument where multiple are listed] |
| Bryan: | bass | | Nat: | guitar | | Zachary: | mandolin | | Aaron: | fiddle | | Erik: | flute |
| lyrics: |
His glasses are crushed
As I walk into the blur
Grope and trip and stumble
To the stall
These walls are rushed
One color tells me much
When I find a shade that suits my soul
Still the water makes no sound
As I prepare to hunt the beast
A transcendence to kiss him on my way
(chorus:)
The drums I hear
The pain I fear
Time to pick up
A piece for me to share
A little sip of something
Warms the edge away
And shifts my focus on today
The warm carin' touch
Of a distance lover back
It took this much to look me in the eye
A frenzy of flesh
Dances tusks from my gut
A transcendence to kiss him on my way here
(chorus)
The flickering light
It paints the night
Apprehension sticks
The jungle consumes
These men of my likes
Why should I be different?
So I nod and accept this blessing gift
Of my relatives and friends around the fire
Still warm I walk away
I think I will be back
But that will be decided in the morning
Still water makes no sound
As I prepare to hunt the beast
A transcendence to kiss him on my way
(chorus) |
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