Time For You To Go Do Your Own Thing

There is a girl in a town of fog

Where the clouds come down

To keep her company

She once had friends and many neighbors

But they all migrated to bigger, drier cites

And she dealt with it

Cause she couldn't ignore

The better world they left before

They all boast that the money's sweeter

The times are grand

And you should really see the apartments here

As time goes by, the relations sour

One by one, she watches as they move back home

And she dealt with it

Cause she couldn't ignore

The better world they left before