[Verse 1] I closed my eyes a man and woke up small, Four feet on a world that's mostly wall, The moon's a headlight creeping up the lane, My heart's a hare-trigger, hammering the rain. They say the grass is greener on the hill, But no one mentions who's been waiting still. [Pre-Chorus] I'm not afraid of the dark, I'm afraid of the sky, Of something circling that learned my name by heart. [Chorus] Oh, I'm only borrowing this burrow, Borrowing the breath inside my chest, Every hole I dig is a rehearsal For the one they'll lay me down to rest. Hop and hope, they sound the same when you're small, Both just a leap you pray you won't fall. [Verse 2] The fox wears a suit in the morning light, Teeth like a contract, smile like a bite, He calls it business, calls it "how things go," Says "eat or be eaten" like he didn't know The clover he's praising was planted on a grave, That the field's a long lesson in how to behave. They made a charm of the part that ran, Luck's just a leg that belonged to someone's plan. [Pre-Chorus] I'm not afraid of the dark, I'm afraid of the sky, Of something circling that learned my name by heart. [Chorus] Oh, I'm only borrowing this burrow, Borrowing the breath inside my chest, Every hole I dig is a rehearsal For the one they'll lay me down to rest. Hop and hope, they sound the same when you're small, Both just a leap you pray you won't fall. [Ambient break, swirling dense guitars] [Final Chorus] Oh, I'm only borrowing this burrow, Borrowing the breath inside my chest, And if the field is cruel, then let it be cruel, But let me be the soft thing that it couldn't wholly press. Hop and hope, they sound the same when you're small, And I'll keep on leaping 'til the last leap of all. [Outro] And when I wake, and oh, I'll wake, (like a morning, like a vigil for the ones we couldn't save) I'll carry that thump like a drum in my chest, Small and stubborn, and brave. Be gentle with the small things that run.
