From the recording Circling


The sky came falling down
'til the clouds laid on the ground
Breathing water not to drown
Every in is out

There's nowhere left to run and there's nothing left to lose
Walking through the fog, but it didn't change the view
If the day seems done then missing out was nothing new
Walking through the fog, it's only holding on to something left to do

A fade into a haze
That'll make it all okay
Breathing water washed away
What was left to say