HUNTING from WARLOCK ENEMY by DUFFHUES

Hunting

The morning is just a few hours away
There’s sad tones on the wind
In my lap paper and ink of many years
Fading memories of long lost friends

There’s a lot of road
There’s a lot of movie
There’s a lot of smoke
Never ending

Horses hide in mist
Squirrels in trees
Deer in forest
It's never ending

I’m hunting for
Fable Dust

I met this girl on a sunday morning
On a walk down the riverbank
She stole my heart with her beautiful smile
And eyes screaming loneliness

I’m hunting for
Fable Dust
I’m hunting for...

I love reading stories
The smell of old paper
The soft crackling
Of needle on vinyl

The vibration of wood
The humming of string
The slightly off piano
Singing after a night of little sleep

And the rest?
Dump it in the hole of our culture

I’m hunting for
Fable Dust

• Rock
• americana
• avant-garde
• blues
• cinematic
• folk
• grunge
• post-punk
• short story
• singer-songwriter
• spoken word
• The Netherlands