I hunt, you will gather
And build a fire
And pick the gnats from my fur
Oh, like you always would
The woods make a sound and we freeze
You like pretty things
And mending wounds
Me, making tools in my cave
Oh, like we always would
The woods make a sound and we freeze
The fire in the sky
Makes us all run and hide
The fire in the sky
I hunt, you will gather
And build a fire
And pick the gnats from my fur
Oh, like you always would
You ask why we follow
This little group
Round ââ?¬Ë?n round in circles all day
It's cause we always would
The woods make a sound and we freeze
The fire in the sky
Makes us all run and hide
The fire in the sky