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