The Heart is a Lonely Hunter
the heart is a lonely hunter
lying out in wait
cloaked and concealed
the heart is a lonely hunter
the trap is laid and baited
for one who heals
the heart is a broken arrow
from the archer's arm
drove into the ground
the heart is a broken arrow
and all the arrow's grace
can't right itself again
the heart is a lonely hunter
painting its face
disguising its ways
the heart is a lonely hunter
in a tree stand in the trees
peering through the foliage
broken from the womb, we are
and all creation groans and waits
the heart is a lonely hunter
lying out in wait
cloaked and concealed
the heart is a lonely hunter
the trap is laid and baited
for one who heals
the heart is a broken arrow
from the archer's arm
drove into the ground
the heart is a broken arrow
and all the arrow's grace
can't right itself again
the heart is a lonely hunter
painting its face
disguising its ways
the heart is a lonely hunter
in a tree stand in the trees
peering through the foliage
broken from the womb, we are
and all creation groans and waits