Lyrics The Fox in a Hole -

The Fox in a Hole

All my leaves
Are turning red oversoon
Storm clouds will come
That will make the sun
Look like the moon
Groon Bear, Sun Beast
Dark Lion bellowing
Storm clouds will come
That will make the sun
Look like the moon
Unclean spirits like frogs
Trapped in cornucopia
Oh me
And my lily pad
And some form of old nostalgia
All my trials
Nourishment from bitter fruit
Better to wander
Than ask advice
From a fox in a hole
Shedding my skin
Rags of silk, rusty youth
Better to wander
Than ask advice
From a fox in a hole
Unclean spirits like frogs
Trapped in cornucopia
Oh me
And some form of old memoria
Spirit, spirit
Show me my inheritance
Storm clouds will come
That will make the sun
Look like the moon
Be still my soul
Lovely gold to refine
Storm clouds will come
That will make the sun
Look like the moon
Renewed spirits like leaves
Raptured on a blustery day
Oh me
And some form of strange euphoria