Fox River

The fox river flows about a thousand miles or so
Past all the Aunt Maries and Uncle Joes
They build their homes so near
It floods most every year
You have to learn to live with your fear

I stare across the banks at you
I feel the water in my shoes
No one can say that we don't try
Sometimes it's not that deep or wide

The Fox River flows wherever it wants to go
Past prefabricated homes, geodesic domes
And no one thinks of leaving
Until every scrap is eaten
And no one seems to believe what they are seeing

I stare across…etc