Cory Hanson
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 comеs
A cloudy paper fog