Текст песни Hunting season

you're little friend is gone again
left without a rhyme or reason
welcome back to hunting season

he had enough of being loved
crooked rain and rolling thunder
says it's nice in Spain this SummerDavid Mead - Hunting season - http://ru.motolyrics.com/david-mead/hunting-season-lyrics.html

it's probably not my place to notice the way you pass your winter's solstice
but I wonder if your finger's itching to point your gun and shoot
above the sound of something breaking I hear a better chance worth taking
the crooked rain and rolling thunder
well what else could you do?