paroles de chanson To a Fox - Rachel Sermanni

Balanced on a railroad track,
I felt your eyes upon my back
The London train moves swiftly past,
Your colour, silent scribe

Darting through your shrouded roots,
Ignite your fire and douse my goods,
Your smoky trail, a path of soot,
I find myself alone.

I was dancing on the road, when lights cast shadows where I strode,
Though fast my legs could surely go,
I could not get away.

She has eyes as sharp as knives,
A face more soft than snow,
I watch her,
From my oldest life.
I wonder if she knows

Sense her like my best thought,
There still with my thickest plot,
Like bees on toast to honeypots,
We stick ourselves to sweet.

I was dancing in the rain,
Seep though my clothes and my pale skin,
Lights twinkle brightly as I spin,
And we both dance way.