Um, I hunt elk and deer...um turkeys–just around here

Um, I've hunted antelope, um, and growing up we had to be twelve before we could hunt

And now they lowered it to as soon as you pass hunter safety you can hunt, so I had to wait tilI was twelve

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

Hey, sleepwalker

We went walking in the 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