Paper Fog

Ride the horse's hair Let the body take you there To another side That you hadn't noticed yet There's something in the air And it's worth more than the gold It's a secret that's a secret from your soul Sky has fallen red The wind is at my back Horses run in my head Hanging on the bend so high The sun dies down The moon's a funeral curtain And I see you there So I know we'll hang in town The spirit hung around Then went out the back to smoke Out the window comes A cloudy paper fog