Let’s Be Foxes

Down in the moon-lit spring let’s be foxes in the garden
Secret places you can find me after dark apparition

Waiting to take my shape and change
It charmed by our ancient forms
But don’t be deceived, yeah, take our costumes off
And what’s underneath, yeah, let’s be witches in a secret dance

Snap your fingers for a circle made of stones
So impatient

Waiting to take my shape and change it peel the bark apart and what’s underneath yeah when we take our costumes off all that’s left is our essence all that’s left is us