The Fog

Baby come down to the bottom of the stairs

There's a reflection I want you to see

Our history and loneliness has defeated our devices

Lady come down, it's time to stop and stare

There's a successor I want you to meet

His misery and loneliness have exceeded expectations

But still we fall down

Look at the stars, they're getting younger

Look at your pain, you're getting older

Not feeling right but always hoping for more

I'm gonna tumble to the centre of the square

There's a triangle I wanted to see

The fog has cast a shadow homeward

We're losing our direction

So forget the whole thing

Look at the stars, they're getting younger

Look at your pain, you're getting older

Not feeling right but always hoping for more