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
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
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