It's Hunting

Oh Ed
Although I don't remember you
I remember
Your blood was cryin' at the news
That they found you in the woods by the mill

After Nam
You disappeared on the rails
And returned
With a dark Mexican girl
And a head full of things you couldn't talk about

Dark and shapeless
A killer creeps
Through the boughs
Of our tree
Stealing souls
And now it's after me
With guns and pills and razor blades
And cords of rope
And I've never even seen it's face
But I'll bet it looked like you
And I'll bet it looks like me
And I'll bet it looks like anyone it's hunting

At 30
You got married and settled down
Soon after
You had a catatonic breakdown
And they lit you up with an E.C.T. machine

Eleven later
The heavy curtains fell again
Never lifting
In their fold you found your end
Where the undergrowth struggled for the sunlight

Dark and shapeless
A killer creeps
Through the boughs
Of our tree
Stealing souls
And now it's after me
With guns and pills and razor blades
And cords of rope
And I've never even seen it's face
But I'll bet it looked like you
And I'll bet it looks like me
And I'll bet it looks like anyone it's hunting

It's hunting
It's hunting

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