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New Album Pressure Machine Out Now: Follow The Killers: Instagram: Facebook: Twitter: Website: Lyrics: I'm, I hunt elk and deer, um, turkeys, just around here Um, I've hunted antelope Um, and growing up we had to be 12 before we could hunt And now they've lowered it to As soon as you pass hunter's safety, you can hunt, so I had to wait 'til I was 12 As long as you can hold up a gun and shoot it Hey, sleepwalker, don't you miss the way Wildflowers paint the western hills? Or the first autumn whisper mid-September brings And the glowy excitement that it builds? Everyone is afraid of something Even the strongest man alive Hеy, sleepwalker, we went walking in thе western hills And we picked you wildflowers You gotta open your eyes Hey, dreamcatcher, come out and see the leaves The mountainside's all watermelon red Soon enough, they're gonna rust and fall Leave the mountainside cold and bare But when the longer days of sun appear They'll be rising like an answered prayer and I know that Everyone is afraid of losing Even the ones that always win Hey sleepwalker, when the mountain comes back to life It doesn't come from without It comes from within The hills are barren, but we look for what's to come Sweeter skies and longer days of sun When you wake up, I'll be standing in the line To kiss your eyes and wipe the tears from mine 'Cause everyone is afraid of something Even the strongest man alive Hey, sleepwalker Western bluebells and painted cups are getting ready to rise It's time to begin It doesn't come from without It comes from within
