Текст песни How To See Through Fog

And the marble Moon sifts jets of sluice From treetops down candle wax roots While rain towers drown the morning song A magpie with a mottled tongue And they only ever treat you well When you're nothing but a church bell And they only ever think you're good When you're walking like you're made of wood It's another Friday afternoon You shuck the shell, peel the cocoon But it ain't Friday on the Moon Like it ain't Kenya at the zoo And they only ever treat you well When you're walking on an eggshell And they only ever treat you kind When you're talking like you'll change your mind And they only ever treat you well When you're nothing but a church bell And they only ever think you're good When you're walking like you're made of wood And they only ever treat you well When you're walking on an eggshell And they only ever treat you kind When you're talking like you'll change your mind Creation's all just a hit and run Limping to the beat of your own going numb A fog curling tight around a weathercock fight And an end to see you in hindsight