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The Wild Hunt
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Johnny Flynn
Johnny Flynn
Lead Vocals
Robert Macfarlane
Robert Macfarlane
Hand Claps
Héloïse Tunstall-Beherns
Héloïse Tunstall-Beherns
Bass Guitar
David Beauchamp
David Beauchamp
Drums
Cosmo Sheldrake
Cosmo Sheldrake
Bass Guitar
Merlin Sheldrake
Merlin Sheldrake
Accordion
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Johnny Flynn
Johnny Flynn
Songwriter
Robert Macfarlane
Robert Macfarlane
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Charlie Andrew
Charlie Andrew
Producer

Lyrics

Oh, the wild hunt, oh, the wild hunt Is running, is crashing But the hill hounds, oh the hill hounds Are howling, are rushing The wild hunt lights a fire, flings a spark That lets the dead find their way in the dark, in the dark That lets the dead find their way in the dark A hundred year storm is brewing downtown Battling bedlam best drunk lukewarm The jesters are here to perform, to perform With the green men who all speak in leaves, speak in leaves To any who loves and any who grieves Over the gold and the red eye from Texas Wolves in the cockpit and conjuring chaos And crocuses blooming and sheer hocus-pocus The turquoise at long last are losing their focus And we're mending from all that is broken us The wild hunt is quick and it's quickening Turns all the yard sticks to kindling Sets the best loved certainties flickering Sends the galaxy's masonry tumbling Oh, the wild hunt, oh, the wild hunt Is running, is crashing But the hill hounds, oh, the hill hounds Are howling, are rushing The wild hunt lights a fire, flings a spark That lets the dead find their way in the dark, in the dark That lets the dead find their way in the dark Oh, jumping at shadows and dancing with starlight Lumbering sadness is still in the dogfight Reaching and rolling and burned in the daylight The cosmos is reeling, the hounds have a farm light And my senses alight in the dawn light The wild hunt is quick and it's quickening Turns all the yards sticks to kindling Up through the stars without fear Past the bear and the bull and the charioteer We're asleep at the wheel, and the rapids are nearing The hairpins approaching, the chasm is looming The headlights are failing, the daylight is looming The prophets are railing, the empires are rearing So be swift and be swifter, be quick and be quicker Be quick and be quickening For the wild hunt, oh the wild hunt Is running, is crashing But the hill hounds, oh the hill hounds Are howling, are rushing We're lighting a fire, fling a spark That lets the dead find their way in the dark, in the dark That lets the dead find their way in the dark, in the dark That lets the dead find their way in the dark
Writer(s): Johnny Flynn, Robert Grant Macfarlane Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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