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