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(Umm, I hunt elk and deer, umm turkey's, just around here)
(Umm I've hunted antelope, umm)
(And growing up we had to be twelve before we could hunt)
(And now they've lowered it to as soon as you pass hunter safety you can hunt so)
(I had to wait 'til I was twelve)
(As long as you can hold up a gun and shoot it)
Hey, sleepwalker, don't you miss the way
Wildflowers paint the western hills?
Or the first autumn whisper mid-September brings
In the glowy excitement that it builds?
Everyone is afraid of something
Even the strongest man alive
Hey, sleepwalker, we went walking in the western hills
And we picked you wildflowers
You gotta open your eyes
Hey, dreamcatcher, come out and see the leaves
The mountainside's all watermelon red
Soon enough, they're gonna rust and fall
Leave the mountainside cold and bare
But when the longer days of sun appear
They'll be rising like an answered prayer and I know that
Everyone is afraid of losing
Even the ones that always win
Hey sleepwalker, when the mountain comes back to life
It doesn't come from without
It comes from within
The hills are barren, but we look for what's to come
Sweeter skies and longer days of sun
When you wake up, I'll be standing in the line
To kiss your eyes and wipe the tears from mine
'Cause everyone is afraid of something
Even the strongest man alive
Hey, sleepwalker, Western Bluebells and Painted Cups are getting ready to rise
It's time to begin
It doesn't come from without
It comes from within
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