Foxhunting Little Song, Or, Outer Space
[Verse 1]
So here we go
Contained by unseen pinfolds
Don't you know
I struggle just to confide
[Pre-Chorus]
And suddenly the walls are closing in
And suddenly the air is getting thin
And suddenly I don't know anything
It's not hard to find that perfect piece of mind
[Chorus]
Surrounded by wind, surrounded by everything
We ever made, or ever took, or ever were
We're so far away, it's like we're in outer space
And I can't turn back to tell you how I feel
[Pre-Chorus 2]
And suddenly the world is pressing down
And suddenly the sky is turning brown
And suddenly we're in a new ghost town
It's not hard to find your perfect battlecry
[Chorus x2]
