Shivering Fawn - Fruit Bats

Rangy coyote run from a ghetto bird in the smog

A peaceful eater of berries with a heart of down

Vainly looking for love, love, but only finding a fight

With the killers of rabbits and the chaparral bums

In the sage to find a shivering fawn

A little something to hang his hopes on

He’s the breather of fog now, and a lover of light

He’s ghost in the canyon, both a dog and a deer

He’s a singer of a sad song who only wanted to be

A piece of the story, a part of our movie

Across the scrub, the lights of Avalon

A little something to hang his hopes on

Vainly looking for love, love, but only finding a fight

With the killers of rabbits and the chaparral bums

Rangy coyote run from a ghetto bird in the smog

A peaceful eater of berries with a heart of down

In the sage to find a shivering fawn

A little something to hang his hopes on