[verse] You lay still by the roadside, Your fur dull and sodden. A slow deflation into grass, Your trickster dreams forgotten. [verse] I lent just a passing glimpse As I sped towards the city But that's all it took to stir your ghost And so you travelled with me. [chorus] Gentle haunting Sweet despair Wisps of amber hair [verse] Your fix-grinned grimace Spelled a helpless kind of horror And I wondered what you witnessed As your death loomed nearer. [verse] Perhaps foxes suffer stage fright And forget the lines they're given. Fix grinned in burning headlights, They miss their cues and stiffen. [chorus] Gentle haunting Sweet despair Wisps of amber hair [verse] Forbidden from giving voice To your sardonic smile, We sat, silent companions And passed away the miles [instrumental] [verse] Until I turned back towards you And named my own despair, But your seat was once more empty Just some wisps of amber hair. [end]
