The hunter

It's never been a home to stay
Sure, it offers a lot of pleasure
A place to satisfy your desire
A space to expand your territory

Why are they smiling
Could they feel pity on me
Or, they might taste my anxiety
No, no, don’t try to understand me

Can you see my freedom
Can you see I won't be caught
Nowhere is my boundary
Tedious is no longer my limitation

Then I breathe again
Just like yesterday and tomorrow
I am holding on to a reality
The simple truth is…

The sky is always my roof
With the ground as my floor
Even loneliness becomes my brother
Still I haven't found my shelter