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Moving Targets

アーティスト:Fish  アルバム:Field Of Crows 

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Oily river, running deep, dirty water racing through the city streets, swollen gutters, summer storms, walking wounded stand to in another dawn, Marching in silence one eye on the time one eye on the madness around them, They don't know they're blind, His mind on the trigger, he picks up a magazine, exits the underground and enters the scene And checks out the world and all the moving targets Adjusting his sights to take in the moving targets Locked and loaded, safety off, checks his bearings on the ground before taking off, Middle distance, draws a bead, allowing a margin for error he takes a lead, He's out in the open he's out on his own, so far from his family, so far from his home, He came out of his hiding came out of the trees, he blew all his cover when he entered the killing fields, Only to find he'd become a moving target, He walked out in the world and became a moving target, Where the hunter is hunted, a moving target. Holding a breath still in his lungs, he steadies his hand on the barrel of a loaded gun, his sights set on the world his heartbeat slows, His pulse marking the time he


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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