The fox, sly and cunning.
Always sneaking on the prowl.
In the dead of the night you sneak like a snake.
Searching for something you can’t find.
Running away from life one step at a time.
Run with the day, stand up and be free.
Let your self, live, jump, and see.
Stop sneaking, snooping, and stinging for all to see.
That fox must one day learn.
Life isn’t some secret to be found.
It’s fun, it’s beauty, and it doesn’t die without a sound.