The Hunter (By the Seaside Window) [LIVE AT FESTIVAL INTERNATIONAL DE JAZZ DE MONTRÉAL]

A gun has been fired, echoes from the mountain can’t lie
The hunters, the hunters have been tracking their preys from early morning, the hunters
The snow is still flickering through the cold breezing sky
The blood on the ground is disappearing underneath
The hunter is coming 

December’s falling down and time suddenly seems too numb to care
I never thought it could be that cold here
The hunter is coming, the hunter is coming for me, the hunter, the hunter

Another footstep away from you, lost in long-distance storms
My long view’s blurry by slow streaming cast and tones   
The hunter is coming

My heart’s howling for spring, for memories to revive
But high hopes never bloom from our saddened demise
The hunter is coming
The hunter, the hunter is coming
He’s coming for me

The prey is laying down in the freezing evening cold 
Wounded by the very same hands that used to feed his land
The winter

The air so sweet and soft, it’s almost perfume, over its body, broken, broken, broken
Horizon’s never been that magnificent, that vivid and free
But freedom has a color, a color that I just can’t see, no
The hunter is coming

The men, tired of their ceremonial walk over, walk over the hill
Standing witnesses, life leaving traces of a dream now fading into the night
And I’m breathing in, and I’m breathing out, breathing in
The hunter is coming 

Another footstep away from you, I’m lost in distant storms
Another footstep away
My long view’s blurry by snow streaming cast and tones   
Seaside never felt that far, never felt that unreachable
My heart’s howling, my heart’s howling for spring, for memories to revive
The hunter is coming
But high hopes never bloom
The hunter is coming
The hunter is coming
The hunter is coming
The hunter is coming
Coming for me 

I never thought it could be that cold here
The winter is coming, the winter is coming, the hunter is coming

Forgiveness is a gift, much like love carries you away, away

We’re kneeling our last breath away
And I’m breathing in, and I’m breathing out
The hunter is coming

As we stand under a crystal curtain of dazzling gold
Beholding a last image of youthful faith
The hunter is coming
The hunter is coming
The hunter is coming 

Forgiveness is a gift, much like love carries you away, away, away, away
The hunter is coming
The hunter is coming
The hunter is coming
The hunter, the hunter, the hunter, the hunter is coming
He’s coming for me
He’s coming, he’s coming, he’s coming, he’s coming for me
He’s coming for me
The hunter, the hunter, the hunter is coming for me
He’s coming for me

Forgiveness is a gift, much like love carries you away, away

One step away from you
Don’t wait for me, I won’t be back this time, won’t come home tonight
I’ve closed my eyes in peaceful glimpses of pure white sky, I’ve closed my eyes
I’ve closed my eyes in peaceful glimpses of pure white sky, I’ve closed my eyes
And I’m thinking of you, feeding the fire, feeding the fire
And I’ve closed my eyes  

Don’t wait for me, I won’t be back this time, don’t wait for me
Don’t wait for me, I won’t come home tonight, don’t wait for me
And I’ve closed my eyes and I’m thinking about you
And I’ve closed my eyes and I’m thinking about you
Feeding the fire, feeding the fire, feeding the fire
Soft as the wind, bright as the sky
Soft as the wind, bright as the sky
And I’ve closed my eyes and I’m thinking about you
And I’ve closed my eyes and I’m thinking about you
You’re as soft as the wind, as bright as the sky 

Don’t wait for me, I won’t be back this time, don’t wait for me
Don’t wait for me, I won’t come home tonight, don’t wait for me
I’ve closed my eyes and I’m thinking about you
You’re as soft as the wind, you’re as bright as the sky
You’re as soft as the wind, as bright as the sky
And I’ve closed my eyes
I’ve closed my eyes 

Time is slowly disappearing
Time is slowly disappearing
Time is slowly disappearing
Time is slowly disappearing
Time is slowly disappearing
Time is slowly disappearing
Time is slowly disappearing
Time is slowly, time is slowly, time is slowly, time is slowly

The wound is deep
The wound is deep
The wound is deep
The wound is deep I can feel it in my flesh, in my flesh, in my flesh, in my flesh
The wound is deep I can feel it in my flesh
The wound is deep I can feel it in my flesh, in my flesh
His blood as witness
His blood as witness
The wound is deep I can feel it in my flesh
The wound is deep I can feel it in my flesh, in my bones, in my flesh, in my muscles and bones
His blood as my witness

The wound is deep I can feel it in my flesh
The wound is deep I can feel it in my flesh, in my bones, in my flesh, in my muscles and bones
His blood as my witness
His blood as my witness
His blood as my witness
His blood as my witness

You’re as soft as the wind, you’re as bright as the sky
I can feel your spirit
I can feel your spirit
I can feel your spirit
I can feel your spirit, your spirit, your spirit
I can feel your spirit
I can feel your spirit
I can feel your spirit
With his blood as my witness

Echoes from the mountain can’t lie

You’re as soft as the wind, you’re as bright as the sky

I can feel it in my soul 

His blood as my witness 

Words: Alex Henry Foster
Recorded at Club Soda / Festival International de Jazz de Montréal

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