The Fog

Deep, deep down under mountains

I have heard them call my name,

Will i play their little game and tell them

Deep, deep down i've been waiting

For the fighting to begin,

Hold my hands up.

Deep sleep now

Under skies of pressing dark upon my dress,

Watch it turn from white to red under the

Bone clean moon

I am clinging to this burning, shaking bed

Must i hold my hands up,

My bloody hands up.

Mercy, mercy i've been caught

Lying with my darkest thought

They grabbed my wings and pinned me to the wall.

Oh light please try to hold your ground

Lift me up before i drown

The din creeps 'neath my skin and i can't hear no goodness speak.

From the neighbouring town

There's a boy that comes to sing upon our street,

I watch him from the window thinking

Deep, deep down he'd be richer if he just became a thief.

Still he holds his hands out.

I walk down to the river stand and shiver in the wind

Throw stones and watch them sink into the

Icy blue, let it rise about my ankles.

I don't want this darkness

But the sun just falls from it's sky.

Mercy, mercy i've been caught

Lying with my darkest thought

They grabbed my wings and pinned me to the wall.

Oh light please try to hold your ground

Lift me up before i drown

The din creeps 'neath my skin

And i can't hear no goodness speak.