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