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 we're meant to be?

Sea fog comes
Like a river rolls a stone
It's rolling me

I miss my turn, in the dark I hear your voice
It makes things easy
I strayed to far from the road
Wish you 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

Sea fog rolling
Sea fog rolling
Sea fog rolling

Ohh