Friday, October 1, 2010

Fox On The Run ~ Zac Brown Band

The Gray Fox

I found the martyr to be a worrisome lot

Throwing yourself on your sword of supposed love

Unrelenting attachment caused my claws to cut your binds on me

Gnawing away at my own selffish thoughts

The old gray fox is now dodging your pursuit

Over the stones and through the meadows

Down in my deep den

Don't come down this hole

I fight best here