landlocked

 
it was time i felt to launch a love offensive
i had a keen eye and was stable on my feet
with lessons carried through i claimed to know a thing or two
so i had never set a plan for my defeat
prowling through the jungle calling conquest and flushing game
i expected lovebirds or a dove before the night

but love, will not be hunted

within this truth a vital lesson to defer a hearts regret
don't expect to catch a bird when it's clearly still in flight