Foxbeard

I knew a man who found a forest overseas He grew his beard like the grounds bear trees Callous his hands, his heart bled dry He kept his fire in the clutch of his eyes He painted with a dark stroke, dirty on the canvas Creation was holy but we chose against it The devil knows he's evil no need to proclaim It's the choices we make the bring glory to his name Mr. Fox I know you've got a secret to tell But folks we live just to hear ourselves Talk, talk talk Non stop stop stop And it goes goes goes Until we know, know, know Know not what we say Know not what we do I knew a lady lost the forest for the trees She grew a lust to bury all underneath She cut to their heart, she bled them dry She kept her fire burning up to the sky She's building up her kingdom of sticks and stones I hear the words in between they tend to never hold Was she living ever after or making belief She kept away from the heart the things unseen I don't want to be your monkey boy But my cymbals are crashing My teeth oh they chatter 'Cause I'm cold, cold, cold Without your claps, claps, claps And I don't know, know know If this is ever, ever gonna stop. --- Foxbeard - Run River North