Mendle - Mr. Fox

Their heir stood before them

Strung with stones of white

Like a lavish lady waiting

For her lover to dare

To pluck the jewels from her

To meet her icy stare

Make her surrender to him there

Dreaming they dance

As daylight disappears

Casting silver shadows

Laughing without fear

Lucy she smiled as she heard the stars sing

And her hand it was warmed by her zodiac ring

Lucy she smiled, thought no more of the day

Wondered why her body felt colder than clay

High upon the hill

Silent streams below

Three brothers await

Lay for Lucy low

Three sisters wail

As the wind began to rise

Whirling round the hall

Scalding Lucy’s eyes

And as Lucy drank

The rain began to pound

Like the basilled butterfly

Pinned her to the ground

Lucy she smiled as she heard the stars sing

And her hand it was warmed by her zodiac ring

Lucy she smiled, thought no more of the day

Wondered why her body felt colder than clay

As the sun rose in the sky

Puzzled people came

Wondered at this lady

Laying without shame

Saw her silky skin

Savaged by the storm

Clutching at the hail

With the hand that was still warm

So the dancing leaves

Heard a lamenter sing

Saw a laughing child

Take the lady’s ring

Lucy she smiled as she heard the stars sing

And her hand it was warmed by her zodiac ring

Lucy she smiled, thought no more of the day

Wondered why her body felt colder than clay