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Setting Our Tables - The Last Bison

As the red deer relate to

The month of april

So do we wait patiently

To set our tables

Our forks and knives

They work with antlers side by side

They're gnawing at the withered pine

Hoping she's the one

And my father's bride

Is tearing down the mountain side

Soon the trees will all align

Leaving us with sons

Cast them later than the older ones

Until september when they have become

Fully covered in a velvet skin

Till they're just like the shrubs and saplings they defend

As the skin sheds slowly

The mount becomes more stable

I climb to redefine

The path if i were able

And forks and knives

They work with antlers side by side

They're gnawing at the withered pine

Hoping she's the one

And my father's bride

Is tearing down the mountain side

Soon the trees will all align

Leaving us with sons

Cast them later than the older ones

Until september when they have become

Fully covered in a velvet skin

Till they're just like the shrubs and saplings they defend

Cast them later than the older ones

Until september when they have become

Fully covered in a velvet skin

Till they're just like the shrubs and saplings they defend

Till they're just like the shrubs and saplings they defend

Till they're just like the shrubs and saplings they defend