The Bitter Suite VI - Abandon - The Dear Hunter

Strangers in the soil, so hide your enmity

Are you living up to ghosts or does virtue disagree?

Oh…

Use your gifts for good, rescue them from greed

Find a proper voice as a thistle in the wreath

Oh…

Move them to truth, far from ruin

And barricade the myth I made, the wolves at bay

I know that history fades and sympathy dithers away

The City’s Son living under my thumb

You couldn’t compromise, so keep playing with fire

Oh…

Move them to truth, far from ruin

And barricade the myth I made, the wolves at bay

I know that history fades and sympathy dithers away