The sun bleeds in, hear the magpie sing for sorrow
It makes things better
Maybe we'll get to spread our wings tomorrow
If luck will let us

Can anyone fly into these grey skies?
Is there somewhere I'm meant to be?

Sea fog comes, like a river rolls a stone
Its rolling me

I missed my turn in the dark, I hear your voice
It makes things easy
I strayed too far from the road
Wish you could always make things easy

And I won't fight through the rising tide
If that's the way it has to be

Sea fog comes, like a river rolls a stone
Its rolling me
Sea fog comes, like a river rolls a stone
Its rolling me

Sea fog rolling, sea fog rolling, sea fog rolling