The Sun bleeds in Hear the magpies 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 we're meant to be? Sea fog comes Like a river rolls a stone It's rolling me I miss my turn, in the dark I hear your voice It makes things easy I strayed to 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 It's rolling me Sea fog comes like a river rolls a stone It's rolling me Sea fog rolling Sea fog rolling Sea fog rolling Ohh