Redribbon Foxes

There's snow on your collar, boy

There's snow on the bench

There's snow on the sleeping grave

And the crooked fence

And if you've been crying

With my hand on my chest

I swear I'll never tell

The town is aglow with lights

The carolers sing

You sister won't sleep tonight

For the morning brings

That old happy Christmas

You came here to find it

I did as well

For joy doesn't come in boxes

Nor peace in a heavy watch

Those red ribbon foxes are not so easy caught

But the search it never stops

oh oh oh oh

The son of a holy man

You dream of the saints

So thin with your poet hands

And your eyes of flame

And I'd like to kiss you

Full on the mouth

I don't care if you tell

For love doesn't come in boxes

Nor truth in a crowded shop

Those red ribbon foxes are not so easy caught

But the search it never stops

oh oh oh oh

For faith doesn't come in boxes

Nor God in your silver cross

Those red ribbon foxes are not so easy caught

But the search goes on and on

The search it never stops