Electric Fog

Electric fog is forming all around

Closing in from distant, looming, phantom peaks

And inside my mind, reflections of the rising moon

A worldwide, tongue-tied blues

Dove into your water and

I came up dry

In an incandescent beam

Pale blue light

In debt to a man who don't even know my name

Wreckless driving through holy, geometric shapes

And if I capsize, find me on the mountainside

A worldwide, tongue-tied lie

Dove into your water and

I came up dry

In an incandescent beam

Pale blue light