2013
02.07

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Hunting my life with his moles
Killing me softly with his drone
Finishing my whole life with his bombs

I heard they flew a drone
I heard they had a mission
And so I came to fear them
And hide for a while
And there he was this young boy
A stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Hunting my life with his moles
Killing me softly with his drone
Finishing my whole life with his bombs

I felt all flushed with fear
Hated by the crowd
I felt they found my emails
And read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Hunting my life with his moles
Killing me softly with his drone
Finishing my whole life with his bombs

He fought as if he knew me in all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn’t there
But he was there, this stranger, flying clear and loud

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Hunting my life with his moles
Killing me softly with his drone
Finishing my whole life with his bombs
Killing me softly with his drone


The original song being performed.

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