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Correct We Were The Hunted Then Lyrics
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Jon Valley
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Correct We Were The Hunted Then
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I want to, I want to' I want to tell you a story I want to, I want to' I want to tell you a story About a young boy lost in the dark. My best friend back in high school Use to say from time to time Things like, 'All fags ought to have their wing-wongs cut off And/or be sent to an island'. I was not amused but I was still too confused to stand up and say anything Because in 1986, oh lord, what complications that could bring To a high school boy of a certain type Not that I knew who I was Not that those feelings were ripe. (Oh look out now) When you live in a climate of fear Things are not always exactly clear When what you are is queer And the worst thing you can be called in the high school halls' was faggot. When your church implies that your maker will make you Suffer in the fires of hell for a period of time That cannot be defined because it never ends When to be known as one or suspected as one Was to be an outcast of the highest degree To be ridiculed in the halls, pushed and threatened Without much help it would be safe to be betting' You're not very bloody likely To reveal the secret that has protected you You're in no rush to tell anyone Sometimes your very own soul. The world was not wired That salvo had not been fired This was years before Will and Grace Or the book of the face Hunted' hunted' hunted' We were cut off from each other Our sisters, our brothers Isolated and unaware That there were others out there Hunted' hunted' hunted' And always the dogs barking in the distance, always. Always searching, always tracking, always hunting. Even when you had suspected That you had just stared into a sympathetic pair of eyes You must realize That to reach out across the void Was to lower your defenses And to do so felt like leaving your senses Because it was a line that could not be uncrossed And so we let the moment expire. Dogs barking in the distance Dogs barking in the distance Dogs barking in the distance We were the hated We were the feared We were the misunderstood We were the hunted We were just kids We were just people Alone in the dark' all alone in the dark. No! I was no saint and my best friend was no sinner In the game of casting stones there's so seldom a winner You've just got to learn to let go' if there's been a change of heart Because we all get brainwashed in our own ways And according to the days we're assigned Go ahead, I dare you, cast that first stone. Far worse before my time Far better after my time, but at press time There's still many miles to go Especially round the globe. There's been heroes along the way Of which I was not one Who broke down the stone walls That will not be undone So out into the open the hushed could run I hope and pray before all is said and done We'll stand around the forest fire forever put out And in the cooled down asses We'll sing and dance and shout. We were the hunted then Denied our place back when Oh but never, no never, never again. We were the hunted We were the hunted We were the hunted then. We were the hunted then Denied our place back when Oh but never, no never, never again.
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