The fogginess consumes me in the night I can’t get to sleep Do dim the lights thought about the dust That covers my door I tossed and turned until My mind left the shore My mind left the shore I would know Part of me tries to grow Part of me tries to grow The whisper of the past Tiptoeing in You check the temperature Before you begin A cloudy day it’s true At least it’s dry At least it’s dry At least it’s dry At least it’s dry Turn around There’s something in the corner Make no sound I have to think it over Letting go Of my need to prove Find the thread You don’t have to lose Weaving new memories in the shape of you Weaving new memories in the shape of you Weaving new memories in the shape of you Weaving new memories in the shape of you Cobblestones and platitudes Bits of grass stuck to your shoes Put the record on again When they come by let them in The fogginess consumes me in the night The fogginess consumes ..
