School Night - Foxes In Fiction

I’m cutting loose;

I’m losing windows and halls

But now I’m standing close to the wall

I’ll cut my loses, coming up can’t recall

There’s mothers praying, nobody’s staying

And will you come with me

I’d thought I’d seen it there was nothing to see

And will you call for me

I thought I’d seen it there was nothing to see

Forward moving forward, but nothing is found

Pointing fingers at the sky, and backs on the ground

And I can still remember living back in our town

Flowers pills and dollars bills when making that sound

And will you come with me

I thought I’d seen it there was nothing to see

And will you call with me

I thought I’d felt it there was nothing to see