Key: C
Introduction: Am
C
Am
C
Am
C
The paths have been crossed
Am
C
The crumbs are gone and the way, and the way is lost
Am
C
Melancholy phantoms eye our skins
Am
C
Poison apples falling with the wind
Gm
C
Hear the sigh of the trees
Gm
C
Those who enter here never leave
C
And the rangers stream out of their cabins
G
They are the hunters we are the rabbits
F
Maybe we don't want to be found
G
Maybe we don't want to be found
Am
Am
C
Further in and on we go
Am
C
Sightless creatures tugging at our clothes
Am
C
Cutting through the twilight, sword in hand
Am
C
Strangers once united against the land
Gm
C
At the sound of the bells
Gm
C
They're pulling paper lanterns from their shelves
C
And the rangers stream out of their cabins
G
They are the hunters we are the rabbits
F
Maybe we don't want to be found
G
Maybe we don't want you tracking us down
C
The rangers stream out of their cabins
G
Raising their muskets flashing their badges
F
Maybe we don't want to be found
G
Maybe we don't want to be found
Am
Dm
Am
G
Dm
Am
G
They keep hiding a quiet like
Dm
They'll keep sneaking
Am
G
But they won't find us
Dm
Am
G
They'll keep living a quiet life
C
G
You and I
C
G
You and I
C
And the rangers stream out of their cabins
G
They are the hunters we are the rabbits
F
Maybe we don't want to be found
G
Maybe we don't want you tracking us down
C
The rangers stream out of their cabins
G
Raising their muskets flashing their badges
F
Maybe we don't want to be found
G
Maybe we don't want to be found
Am
Dm
G
C