The sun bleeds in, Hear the magpies sing for sorrow, It makes things better. Maybe we'll get to spread Our wings tomorrow If luck will let us. Can anyone fly into these grey skies? Is there somewhere I meant to be?
Sea fog comes Like a river rolls a stone It's rolling me
I missed my turn, In the dark I hear your voice It makes things easy. I strayed too far from the road Where she could always make things easy. And I won't fight through the rising tide If that's the way it has to be.
Sea fog comes Like a river rolls a stone It's rolling me.
Sea fog comes Like a river rolls a stone It's rolling me.
