The Hunted

The person, I had forgotten, Is with me now
We, we run these stairs, they never end, they never end
The hunters, they hide behind us, want to divide us
We, we break away, we separate, they overtake

In a time, of distraction, we are still the hunted
Only the morning, brings rest
But we are still the hunted

When mistrust, is pushed to the very edge
It's not, it's not real, she's barely an ally
For the first time, for the first time in years
We are, side by side
Not a moment to recognise, to realise, because, because, because

In a time, of distraction, we are still the hunted
Only the morning, brings rest
But we are still the hunted

Through the door, I step outside
I'm on the streets of India, Morocco and other places I don't know