Prey And Pressure

Towering walls around the red horizon
light as a feather I'm flying
Shot down with an arrow, I'm grounded
A fish in the sea there's no one around
and then the predators come
and with a hunger they go

Prey. Pressure.
I'm feeling pressure all the time.

Towering heights upon the peaks of mountains
The freezing weather i'm fighting
knocked down by the bitter cold bad winds
coyotes hunt poor creatures in the nights
there are no predators for
all the wolves at their door

Prey. Pressure.
I'm feeling pressure all the time.