Dead fox laying on the road
A fleeting moment and now you\'re home
To me you\'re an analogy of the life we race
Living in an unnatural world all out of place
And then in one big hit you\'re gone and soon forgotten
The bright lights of life full of noise and confusion
We are all dead foxes just waiting to happen
Not knowing that how we live is a programmed illusion
Because we can\'t live in a world that denies our wits and intuition
Without being turned into a mindless
Automaton
With thoughts such as these I\'d rather be a dead fox
At least now his spirit is no longer in knots
Dead fox laying on the road
A fleeting moment...... and then home we go