The Fox Lyrics

The fox, the fox lie
Eyes on the wrong prize
The fx, the fox lies
Fox eyes on the wrong prize

We're in a different war
With ourselves and with some of you
So many things that don't hold true
With the fear that dims all light

On the grass at beachyhead
On the cliff to which you've been led
The curve of the hill is green and soft
As if the wind would hold you aloft

It's how you feel to me now
Not how you felt
Ist's how you deal with enmity
Not how you dealt
Recorgnize and send away
Set it asail
Serenity inside of me

On the grass at beachyhead
On the cliff to which you've been led
The curve of the hill is green and soft
As if the wind would hold you
Serenity inside of me set asail
But you'll sail alone
If you don't hold the rope
You'll go alone