The paths have been crossed   The crumbs are gone and the way, and the way is lost   Melancholy phantoms eye our skins   And poisoned apples falling with the wind      Hear the sigh of the trees   Those who enter here never leave      And the rangers stream out of their cabins   They are the hunters, we are the rabbits   And maybe we don't wanna be found   Maybe we don't wanna be found      Further in the hole we go   Saddest creatures tugging at our clothes   Cutting through the twilight, sword in hand   Strangers once united against the land      At the sound of the bells   They're pulling paper lanterns from their shelves      And the rangers stream out of their cabins   They are the hunters, we are the rabbits   And maybe we don't wanna be found   Maybe we don't want you tracking us down      The rangers stream out of their cabins   Raising their muskets, flashing their badges   But maybe we don't wanna be found   Maybe we don't wanna be found      Let?s keep hiding, all quiet like   They'll keep seeking but they won't find us   Let?s keep living a quiet life   You and I, you and I      And the rangers stream out of their cabins   They are the hunters, we are the rabbits   And maybe we don't wanna be found   Maybe we don't want you tracking us down      The rangers stream out of their cabins   Raising their muskets, flashing their badges   Well, maybe we don't wanna be found   Maybe we don't wanna be found