The Fox

This is actually a story

It's the story of a fox hunt

I've seen through the eyes of the fox

I wait 'til everyone's asleep

Then out into the night I creep

No one can see me now

Or hear me running, soundlessly

The moon's the only light I need

To search for food, young ones to feed

But as the dawn is drawing near the earth

My way's not clear

I'm trapped on the outside

Moonlight save me

Moonlight save me

Moonlight save me

Moonlight save me

Unearthly fear, it grips my skin

Unearthly sound, the hunt begins

I hear excited cries

But dare not look from where I'm hiding

The multi-coloured humans ride

Soon they will find me where I hide

The brown and white tormentors

Begin to howl and then I'm running

Moonlight save me

I cut across the trail I left five miles before

One chance to throw them off my scent but I'm not sure

An elder told me it had worked sometime before

My heart is beating like a drum

I make the ridge, but can't go on

I turn to face my death

But nothing comes to stop me breathing

Down in the clearing now I see

They're searching all around for me

Confusion everywhere

But I am safe up here, I've won

I've won, I've won, I've won, I've won

Thank you