The Haze

Vanishing the frozen things that haunt you in your heart Memories eventually will tear themselves apart Beasts and babies drain away the colors of your face Down below the waters grow to carry you away Far below we see them The strangers in the road Pull me from the haze We'll fly away Leave me in the morning When you go along your way Monuments of angry men stand everywhere you go Lose the map, don't go back, desert your happy home Deep beneath the city streets the silver stream awaits There the clones will grow their bones into another shape Far below we see them The strangers in the road Pull me from the haze We'll fly away Leave me in the morning When you go along your way And the superman are laughing at you now And the snakes are crawling from the underground And the eyes of god are watching from the sky And the creature will defeat you in the night Voice of thunder pouring out the secrets in the skies Coming through the morning to erase the modern mind Throats of birds are wet with words caught from the misty rain All of them repeating, circled in an endless chain Far below we see them The strangers in the road Pull me from the haze We'll fly away Leave me in the morning When you go along your way