The Fox

The fox, the fox lied
Eyes on the wrong prize
The fox, the fox lied
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 our light
With the barnacles on our right

On the grass at Beachy Head
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 for me now, not how you felt
It's how you deal with enmity, not how you dealt
Recognize and send away, set it asail
Serenity inside of me

We're in a different war
With ourselves, and with some of you
So many things that can't be true

On the grass at Beachy Head
On the cliff where you were led
The curve, the hill is green and soft
As if the wind would hold you

Serenity inside of me, set asail
Serenity inside of me, set asail
Serenity inside of me, set asail
Serenity inside of me, set asail

But you'll sail alone
If you don't hold the rope
You'll go alone