The Fox And Hound

Mary Timony


We were born in this life, we will do what we can,
Count the ticking of clocks, count the grains of sand.
Who told you, you can? You can not
Follow the hounds and run from the fox.

We will never forget how to be in pain,
Get lost in a room, how to drown in the rain.
Who told you I care? I do not
Follow the hound or follow the fox.