Can't see through the fog
I feel just like a dog
That rests on a weary day
At best a broken cabaret
The rest flows through open minds
Heaven-sent, that effortless reply
Can't seem to recall
That feeling just revolves
And rests on homesick lullabies
And lets another pass by
Another lost to the pain of a wasted afternoon
I kinda like to refrain from a crowded room