Björk - Hunter

Björk - Hunter Live in Cambridge with the Icelandic string octet Lyrics: If travel is searching and home what’s been found I’m not stopping I’m going hunting I’m the hunter I’ll bring back the goods but I don’t know when I thought I could organise freedom how Scandinavian of me you sussed it out, didn’t you? You could smell it so you left me on my own to complete the mission now I’m leaving it all behind I