Foxes Don't Lie (ft. Matilde Davoli)

Foxes Don't Lie
Recollections stacked as pillars till they reach the space
In a forest of white columns past will guide your steps
And all the hopes for growth and change come out and graze your arm

With all the possibilities forsaken in a jar
In ribbons hangs your heart
But it throbs

Recollections stacked as pillars till they reach the space
In a forest of white columns future takes its place
It grazes your arm with its feet so rooted in the past
Unravels all the choices concentrated in your hand

In ribbons was your heart
But it throbs
It throbs
There in space
As far as
The eye can see